After the operation <br />on my right foot <br />I became impotent <br />went to the surgeon <br />told him <br />said he wasn’t a psychiatrist <br />and gave me the name <br />of a well respected shrink <br />affiliated with the hospital <br />told my sad tale <br />and immediately <br />Dr. Guth <br />said he wanted to write up <br />my case <br />in The New England Journal <br />of Medicine. <br />“What about a cure <br />before publication? ” I asked <br />Smiling he unlocked <br />the top draw of his desk <br />slipped out a paper <br />and handed it to me: <br />Fifty Fabulous Internet <br />Porno Sites <br />5 hours a day <br />5 days a week. <br />I stared at Dr. Guth <br />thinking <br />was this guy for real? <br />He must have read my mind <br />because he said, <br />“Mr. Bernstein, <br />logically <br />there’s no connection <br />between toes and testicles <br />so only <br />radical therapy <br />can ensure a cure <br />which is what you want, <br />am I not correct? ” <br />“But porno, ” I mumbled. <br />“Five Degrees <br />plus <br />two thousand three hundred <br />eighty-nine <br />testimonials <br />in my pocket... <br />well, <br />resistance to cure <br />always presents a problem <br />thus we’ll go traditional: <br />So Mr. Bernstein, <br />tell me the first time <br />you undressed <br />your mother <br />in your mind.”<br /><br />Charles Chaim Wax<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-first-visit-to-a-psychiatrist/
