OK! Going to start on a new sculpture today.
"Mary had a little school loan"
Mary had a little loan,
little Loan, a little loan,
Mary had a little loan,
whose fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went,
Mary went, Mary went,
and everywhere that Mary went,
the loan was sure to go.
It followed her to work one day
work one day, work one day,
It followed her to work one day,
which was against the rules.
It made the bankers laugh and play,
laugh and play, laugh and play,
it made the bankers laugh and play
to see a loan at work.
And so the boss turned it out,
turned it out, turned it out,
And so the boss turned it out,
but still it lingered near,
And waited patiently about,
patiently about, patiently about,
And waited patiently about
till Mary did appear.
"Why does the loan love Mary so?"
Love Mary so? Love Mary so?
"Why does the loan love Mary so,"
the eager bankers cry.
"Why, Mary hates the loan, you know."
The debt, you know, the loan, you know,
"Why, Mary hates the loan, you know,"
but it still follows her everywhere.