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Ode to Prozac

February 4, 2013
By Anonymous

Oh great Prozac
I am out of whack
Please save me
You are my parent's only hope
Here I sit repeatedly
Hitting my head on my knee
Everyone thinks I'm on dope
And when I reply heatedly
They have a stupid comeback
And I want to slap
Oh great Prozac
I am out of whack
Here I sit repeatedly
Scanning the floor for screws
Then I get my shrink
saying “Oh dearie”
And giving me all sorts of voodoos
And naming all my issues
Then I feel all pitch-black
But oh great Prozac
Even though I am out of whack
You able me to sync



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