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Fri 17 Aug, 2007 12:10 am
'Rueing You Blues'
"I am not myself at all",
I told myself with dread,
"I need to find myself some help
can't keep my self abed!"
So I went to a geologist (naturally)
but he politely said:
"I can't tell you anything
about the rocks inside your head"
then an undertaker scolded me:
"come back when you are dead!"
Next stop was a urologist
-- I had a peer review --
he told me that my instrument
was "just as good as new"
then a prominent proctologist
who examined my rear view
said: "You're looking good down here...
...I want a date with you!"
I ran to a psychologist,
quote: "Nothing I can do!
..let's see, your next appointment
is next Monday, half past two."
I finally found a man of God,
I knew HE'D make me new,
the preacher told me I should pray,
but here I am... still blue,
No expertise can help me now,
I'm surfeited with rue,
I just need to see YOU babe,
what's wrong with me is you.
-jjorge
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