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		Something Bazaar 
		 
		The long line of humanity 
		Is laden down with cares 
		And Merchants of insanity 
		Trade stupidity as wares 
		Filling up the market place 
		With silly vain ideas 
		Cracked their pots and also base 
		They are also selling fears 
		An ever winding caravan 
		Beasts bearing heavy loads 
		To Fill the hearts of foolish man 
		from bazaars along the roads 
		The world is selling vanity 
		and man can’t get enough 
		He buys and sells profanity 
		and other worthless stuff 
		But the saddest son of Adam 
		And who pays the highest toll 
		Is seduced by scarlet madam 
		called "this World," and sells his soul 
		 
                  
		-   id 
		 
		 
                                      
		 
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