She Was Consumed By 3 Simple Things:

Death Is Nothing, Brother, It's Life That's Hard

Any Asshole Can Chase A Skirt, Art Takes Discipline.

I Knew It Would Be You

It's Hot Tonight And Half The Neighborhood Is Drunk. The Other Half Is Dead. If I Have Any Advice About Writing Poetry It's - Don't. I'm Going To Send Out For Some Fried Chicken.

I Just Want A Hot Cup Of Coffee,black,and I Don’t Want To Hear About Your Troubles.