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
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(Simon & Garfunkel, Kathy's Song)
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