The market is full today
Traders till dusk will stay
The buyers troop in
The area is a din
Come away, little one
Or you will get lost
And then mama will cry
Let me buy you a bun
Despite the cost
Or even a fry
I will not have you lost
At whatever cost
The buyers keep trooping in
The area is still a din
the market is full today.
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