Aubergines and red berets my psychiatric doctor says,
are the first sign of madness.
Word salad is the second.
I said I don’t like salad,
unless it has a dressing.
Preferably of mayonnaise,
not aubergines or any type of oil.
My dearest friendly friend he says his psychiatric doctor pays,
to have his name and letters blazed on calendars with pictures of puppy dogs.
He gave him one last Tuesday.
As a present I belive,
whilst asking him to leave,
his office.
So he then tipped his red beret,
(and put his aubergine away),
and gave the nurse a check to pay,
for his psychiatric session.
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