I signed up for her class to please an inattentive lover,

I kicked him to the curb three classes in.

Two years and four men later, I'm the queen of non-commitment

But I still go to class on Wednesday nights from eight to ten.

Thursday through Tuesday I'll buy those magazines

With the half-translucent models and the articles on pleasing men,

I curse myself at every meal do penance and do buns of steel

And on Wednesday nights I find myself again.



Watch her whirl, watch her sway

Sometimes we go to see her gig down at the Marrakesh caf