PSYCHOLOGY MAJOR

                          Freud taught me that
                           I'm still at the oral stage.
                          I mistrusted Erikson.
                          Found out from Jung
                           that I was missing a mask.
                          Learned from Rollo May
                           that I had no will
                          From Maslow that my basic needs
                           were unsatisfied
                          so how could I become
                           a self-actualized person?
                          I wouldn't stay
                           in Skinner's box.
                          And Watson's Little Albert
                           was afraid of me because
                           I wore a white rabbit coat.
                          I took the Edward's Personal Profile Test
                           and discovered that I needed to be
                           a disorderly, masochistic,
                           nymphomaniac.

                           Abnormal Psych
                            was enlightening.
                           My phobias didn't distress me
                            too much,
                            and everyone's neurotic
                           But when I won the
                            "Who's got more faces than Sybil" contest
                            (the winner received an "A" for the course)
                            I cried.
                           And changed my major to English.

                           Now I write poetry.

                                                 Annette Wexler, 1980

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