Ma-ry has a boy-friend. . .That's what I hear from the peanut gallery at home, anyway. :)
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... 
And a song I was writing is left undone 
I don't know why I spend my time 
Writing songs I can't believe 
With words that tear and strain to rhyme 
... 
(Simon & Garfunkel, Kathy's Song)
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