A Dialogue Between Ego and Id

To Dr. Sirluck - I have learn too much from her

Sup. The clock strikes ten; 'tis time for class to start,
So sit up straight and pretend to be smart.
Ego How lost I am at Byron's noble lines,
So I must, when Doctor Sirluck divines
The essence of the poem, take careful notes
And write my essay with abundant quotes.
Id Oh why must you spend many nights so long
To erect a reading that's completely wrong?
Why not go and live Don Juan's life
And sleep by Haidee's bosom without strife?
Ego Because I live in a capitalistic world
Where straight A's are better than hair uncurl'd.
Now quit bugging me with your useless comment;
And go back to your repressed imprisonment.
Sup. 'Tis ten-thirty, 'tis midway through the class.
Id O! Be not rude and speak not like an ass;
Just leave this class, and I shall gladly take
You to the places where there's ice-cream cake,
All creamy, melting, dripping down the chest
Of –
Ego Shut up! Shut up! I did not request
No story from you! Now quit distracting me!
O! Let me take my notes and let me be!
Id O Why does every time the Redcrosse knight
Draws his huge sword to fight for Una's plight?
Why do the Baron's scissors seem to cut
A lock of hair that's near the lady's butt?
Ego Why? Why? Why? Why must you misquote the tale
To achieve your own purpose without fail?
And why must you distract me every class,
With many untimely thoughts you must harass?
O! All I want is one undisturbed hour:
From a pow'rful teacher learn poetry's pow'r!
O! My Id! Why deny me of what I seek?
My Superego! Why dost thou not speak?
Sup. 'Tis ten-fifty. Your essay's due next week.