Market Day
Hustle bustle
all the day;
chitter chatter
all the way.
Pitter patter
goes the feet;
credit debit
watch them fit.
Ponder wonder,
goes the mind;
"holla! did i
make a find?"
Whimmy whammy
swing the gates;
flimmy flammy
"we're in haste!"
Blunder Flounder
through the gates;
helter skelter
what a waste!
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