There once was a student from 'zona
Who went on a trip to Roma.
But when she came home,
She'd too many loans,
So she sought out a Master's Diploma.
'Twas late into this education
She looked for a job in frustration.
"There's nowhere to go,
And with loans looming, lo!"
Said the poor homework-squished shut-in.
*I know the last line is awkward... put the stress on the first, fourth, and seventh syllables and it should be better. I'm homework squished, not muse-inspired, remember?
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