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A Visit to the
Psychiatrist
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Aunt Susan says amour
Is the most beautiful thing in the world.
I think games are.
I think hockey's the most
Beautiful thing.
Not love.
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Susan at the Psychiatrist, a mini-opera.
Part one.
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Do you love him?
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Sorta kinda.
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Do you need him?
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Sorta kinda.
He makes me smile alot.
Especially at faceoffs.
Makes me feel he's
Sorta smart.
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Is he special?
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He is lightning.
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And athletic?
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Yes, but frightening.
And yet it seems that so's his team.
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Just enjoy what you can
Love the game
And the man.
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Sorta gritty.
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Kinda very.
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Very, very sorta.
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And kinda hard to describe.
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Oh yes, I think that's very true.
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When he's skating...
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Yes?
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Does he thrill you?
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Yes.
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If they deal him?
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Yes?
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Will it kill you?
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Yes.
I think he's sorta, kinda home.
But I need him
So I'll follow.
If a trade's made.
Won't it gall though?
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Don't despise what you feel.
Love the man
Not the deal.
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Deal.
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He's sometimes winger.
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Sometimes center.
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Sometimes trade-bait?
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To Be
Continued
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*with
apologies and great admiration to William Finn - from:
"Falsettos"
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