I love the music of Susannah McCorkle and was privileged to hear her sing at the Rainbow Room cafe some years ago. I can't help think of her tragic end each time I listen to "I Don't Think I'll End it all Today" (from her From Broadway to Bebop album). And coming across Dorothy Parker's poem "Resume," I thought of her again:
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
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