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Nov 2014
He went looking for Pace-Maker Mary
and found her with Dollar Jane.
Who’s to blame?

She said it was none of his business
She said she’ll see whom she pleases
She said she was tired of men
and especially tired of geezers.

She said she wanted a new life
one without the ******.
It gave her the blues to be always in shoes that hurt her heels and sciatica.
That it was nice for a change to be the one with the game
the one who’s doing the chasing.
And if that don’t sit she don’t care a bit
now excuse me my Janey is waiting.  

But he’ll wait forever for Pace-Maker Mary
however long it takes.
He’ll bide his time
until he finds
the thing that makes her tick.
Written by
Diane Moriarty  Manhattan
(Manhattan)   
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