The Romance of Lithium Girl and Prozac Boy

Who can say how it began,
But I know where it stands.
When came by happenchance,
A circumstance of chemical romance,
With her all level in yellow
And him all mellow in blue
That the Prozac Boy, such an earnest fellow,
Came across Lithium Girl, pretty and pretty dull too,
They decided to woo.
A matter of little importance and not much to do.

And now, after a season, their love’s in the pink
And kept carefully in two cups by the sink;
Pills inside, two per diem,
His and hers, prozac and lithium.

SS