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!