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        Ode  To  Dr.  Phil
                  Dear  Dr.  Phil,  my  mothers  neurotic
                         My  fathers  psychotic
                     My  brothers  a  cheerleader
                         My  sisters  a  jock
               Can  you  help  me  fit  in?  I  feel  so  odd.    


                        
                  
              Help  Dr.  Phil!  my  son  has  grown  fangs
                       He  sleeps  all  day
                      And  howls  all  night
                     He's  such  a  hairy  boy
                     He  gives  me  a  fright!
  


                 Dear  Dr.  Phil,  when  I  go  to  bed
                 My  new  hubby  heads  to  a  cave
                     Comes  home  at  daybreak
              And  hangs  around  the  ceiling  all  day
         I'm  beginning  to  wonder,  did  I  make  a  mistake?



             Hey  Dr.  Phil,  my  parents  are  old  fashioned
                        Uptight  and  invasive  
                    They're  messing  up  my  karma
                   And  my  zen  can't  take  it.

            
  
                   Dear  Dr.  Phil,  I'm  overweight
              Overworked,  mistreated  and  agitated
      If  I  come  on  your  show,  it  should  boost  your  ratings
                 I  don't  need  a  book  or  a  therapist
           Just  a  paid  for  trip,  on  a  good  time  ship.



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