The
cost of hawkers' food
The
hawkers give notice
The
price will increase
On
the year of the wooden horse
There
is no way to maintain
The
same prices of last year
With
the costs increasing
The
public have to pay
Now
don't say just eat at home
The
costs will not hide away
The
gas and electricity
The
labour and water
Don't
forget the time
Cleaning
and mopping up the house
The
housewives may not like it
The
oily stain floating in the air
So
the cost will blow in
Like
it or not we will feel it
The
light pockets and angry minds
We
better decide the next time around
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