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Jan 5
You got to love the ego
It does so much **** work
Dealing with the judgemental Superego
Harsh reality and the Id that ****
The Id just wants to **** and fight and feast
Superego tuts and rolls its eyes
Reality stands there laughing
This is hardly a surprise
Freud called the Id the cauldron
Dr Morbius said it had monsters in it
As the unthanked ego labours on
Stoic true and finite.
Written by
Jimmy silker
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