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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mr.Dr.
[time] => 2004-11-25 07:59:12
[hometext] => This is a strange lil one... I blame the Dr. Phil Book my mother in Law got... It is seriously a psychotic write though, be warned.
[bodytext] => Like many dysfunctional couples we have destructive problems and we are looking for a quick fix to move on and solve them so I am asking please, Mr. Dr. "Tough Love" Phil give me a relationship mending super perscription pill I see you on your show beat the love back in to lovers getting them to make up-sex under the covers... Oprah says you can bring us back to our "core of conscienness" so hurry Dr. get me out of this messy mess of a mess It is causing me much undesirable irritating stress! Let me give you the rundown, so you can quick fix us up: I am an insanely jelous psychotic B with an angry disposition I don't like to love and I sure as a Rabbits behind don't like to listen I want to stay out all night and rake the leaves under the twinkle stars but my husband would rather go dance in tootoos at raunchy bars I think we used to even have a dog in our house as a type of pet but huffing all the nail polish I used to paint the kitchen floor made me forget My man says I am a queen to him so I sit on my the thrown in the bathroom I'll admit, he does care sometimes, he bought me a new car, it is a broom But I do think as a couple we have great potential By the way, this is going to be confidential? Ok, well in that case let me tell you what our problems are... I eat too many crackers in the sky, and I like to smoke seewead to get high He sleeps next to the refrigerator, and listen to the towels in the dryer as they dry But when we try to communicate, it is like there is a big pancake gate keeping us apart with holding syrup from my heart so can this even me mended? I didn't intend for it to be ended But I think someday me and him will see the light of the tunnel of love and our souls will fly and dance in the clouds lingering above a true feeling will be engulfed in my entire being by him and in our fish bowl we will hide in plastic skeletons and swim! So Dr. Dr. Dr. can I cet that perscription please? I am going to be late for pilates. [comments] => 9 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 59 [informant] => Rxqueen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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