Markets flourish
For the one market of God,
In whom I reside
With Santa Claus,
Beautiful turnips
And purple seeds
All for all
And all for me;
Sweet lovely
Poppa bear
And sweet cute
Avocado hairs
In the market
Rising with a boom,
Vegetarianism is the handloom,
Cotton here cotton there
With all my sweet lovely
Talking cares;
It's never been so beautiful
This Market of God
In whose heart
I am a devotional song,
Markets have woken
To the truth;
We have vanquished inflation
With a broom.
Victory is God's favourite child,
Lovely beautiful
Red and white,
Sweet emotions,
My cutie pie
Run the market
Without a lie!
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