Fluoxetine, Fluoxetine,
I cherish thee, olde friende of mine.
Methinks thou hast a magick art
that banished demones from my heart.
Thy brought to my dimme worlde a shine,
uplift’d me from deepe decline,
my sicken’d soule ail’d greatlye till
I founde thee, little happye pill.
Oh, dearest friende, Fluoxetine,
thou sav’d me, and now I art thine…
I owe thee honour and respecte,
e’ermore shalt I stay in thine debte.























pouringmyartout
/ March 19, 2012Hey, I did… (or tried to do) a post in oldey sounding Englishy Shakespearey type word writing… it was called Shakespeare’s Repast, I believe…verily.
Dotty Headbanger
/ March 19, 2012Dear pmao,
I’ll find it when I read through your blog – tomorrow I think.
Love Dotty xxx
PAZ
/ May 20, 2012Dear Dotty,
I think the Fluoxetine has made my Pretty Little Demons angry! ANGRY! LIKE HULK. This is why I nearly took myself to the mental house on Tuesday or was it Monday? I don’t remember now.
Love xoxoxxx
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 20, 2012Dear PAZ,
I’m on Mirtazapine now instead. They’re just as shit as Prozac.
Love Dotty xxx
lowerarchy
/ September 7, 2012Dear Dotty
Your paean to Prozac reminded me of Humphrey Osmond’s ditty:
To soar aloft or fall angelic,
Take a pinch of psychedelic.
I’m off out now – to trip the light fantastico – to the shops.
Wavey Dave xx
Dotty Headbanger
/ September 9, 2012Dear Dave,
Did you buy anything nice for me?
Love Dotty xxx
lowerarchy
/ September 9, 2012I sure did Dotty, but I don’t know how to drop it over.
I remain here, madam, your fumble servant
D xx