grumpy at the psychoanalysts
bares his soul and sole:
scene one-

well,mummy thought i was
a prince-
but i was a monster

now,now, i´m a monster
who thinks he´s a prince..
i feel pointless

is there redemption doc?!
from this vicious circle
(tick-tock..!)

happy, in a neighbouring
antechamber
peruses ******-november-

-one ear upon the door
notes in the margin-
not..in..this..life..fatso...