Don't let the title of this week's scary song turn you off from the summer delight that is ice cream. This short (1 minute 24 seconds) song is about poetry and Sylvia Plath. Do some research and eventually you'll figure our that the song is appropriately titled. There are only four lines of lyrics in this minor masterpiece: the first mentions confessional poet Plath by name and the next three are about death, suicide and violence. The last line is the best:
"I've another good one for you, we are turning cursive letters into
It's punk, specifically riot grrl punk, so that's why it's short. Play it loud. And if you know a young woman into writing poetry, this would be a good time to let her know that writing poetry-- writing in general--doesn't mean you have to kill yourself.