angst is what keeps me going,,

fears hoist me up like bones

nought more live to my ears

than the dirge dread intones

yes, I've read those books on

the dark influence of stress,

yet, which school to follow?

I'm more confused, not less

finally I plumped for Sigmund,

he uses my curlers for a perch,

common sense is his forte and

he saved me years of research

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can love nestle in those eyes

a jack-pot after barren years

or is she too good to be true

the focus of my usual fears?

steeping-stones above water

bulb straining at level loam

sun-rise parting mountains

iron boss on shield of Rome

a look is better than nothing

potent a moment's glance

river hot with fragile elvers

cold steel of knightly lance

turq...

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