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Is this fruition of my college years,
arriving in an envelope, business-size, Sallie Mae
Corporation letterhead?
‘This is to inform you that you
haven’t made a payment on your loan since the winter of,’ italicized,
‘1997.’
‘If at this time you cannot make
the monthly payment we set,
you’ll be required to remit
to us the balance in full.’
You know, I don’t think I’ll pay.
What kind of fool
would feed the beast that swallows its young?
Would feed the beast that swallows its young?
Clearly, eighteen isn’t old enough to drink
but old enough to sign a promissary... interesting. Military?
Sure, join up.
And who can put a pricetag on a top-notch education?
How about $50,000? $80,000?
Well, that’s just for the textbooks.
But what exactly is the consequence should I refuse to pay?
Is there still a Dickensian debtor’s prison? Oh, there isn’t?
Well...
‘If at this time you cannot make
the monthly payment we set,
we’ll be required to revoke what every citizen fears:
your card for digging your hole deeper in debt
to the beast that swallows its young,
to feed the beast that swallows its young,
to feed the beast that swallows its young,
swallows its young.
Everyone must go to university.
Without a good degree,
how will you pay the lenders
who staked you while attending university?
And everyone must grow the university.
This is to inform you that I’ll never make a payment.
This is to inform you that I’ll never make a payment
to the beast that swallows its young.
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released January 31, 2009
Bass: Lonnie Wilson, Drums: Lewie Fitz
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