Yo Girl

I hear last night Martha Dumptruck did a cannonball off the Mill Creek Bridge Holding a suicide note Oh my God. Is she alive? Just some broken bones. Yet another geek trying to imitate the popular people And failing, big time Yo Girl Keep it together I Knew You would go far Now You're Truly a Heather Smell How Gangsta you are Martha, I'm so sorry! Yo Girl Feel a bit punchy? What's That Brimstoney smell? Now You've Earned that red scrunchie Come Join Heather in hell! Where have you been? We've been worried sick! Your friend J.D. stopped by. He told us everything? Everything? Your depression? Your thoughts of suicide? He even showed us your copy of Moby Dick! This is not my handwriting! I've been on the phone all morning There's a doctor in Cleveland We'd like you to talk with him What kind of doctor? Psychiatric Leonard! What? Guess who's right down the block You're sending me to a shrink?! Guess who's climbing the stairs There's no shame in getting some help Guess who's picking your lock I am not the problem! Time's up! Go say your prayers! She took that well Veronica's running on, running on fumes now Veronica's totally fried Veronica's gotta be tripping on 'shrooms now Thinking that she can hide Veronica's done for, there's no doubt now Notify next of kin! Veronica's trying to keep him out now Too Late He got in! Knock! Knock! Sorry to come in through the window Dreadful etiquette, I know! Get out of my house!