"Oh Mary this Mudcat's a wonderful site,
For people make fun of you day and by night.
They don't plant potatoes, nor barley nor hay,
But they'll dump on you sure, if a banjo you'll play.

At least when you ask them the cost of a 'jo
Be it Gibson, or Vega, or old Epiphone.
There's Harmonys, Deerings and Stellings galore,
And if you played for me, I'd shout "More, Mary, More!