When little Sigmund saw his mother kissing Santa Claus:
“I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night.
It surely was a dream,
I thought, brought on by curdled cream.
Now therapy is called for
Psy-cho-a-nal-y-ti-cly.
(With apologies to the Jackson Five.)
Related: My annually reposted “Scrooge’s Hero’s Journey.”
