Three Merchants:
Clink, clink
Clank, clank
Give the money to the bank
Telling little stories you can trust
We never ever fail
When we go to make a sale
We work a little harder if we must

Boy:
Small One, Small One
Small One for sale
One piece of silver
Small One for sale
Please Sir. Would you like to buy my donkey?

Potter:
No, no, little boy
I will not buy
That's a sorry bag of bones, I fear
I have buyers by the dozens
And their mothers and thier cousins
Now take the beast and go away from here!

Three Merchants:
Whoa!
Clink, clink
Clank, clank
Give the money to the bank
Telling little stories you can trust
We never ever fail
When we go to make a sale
We work a little harder if we must

Boy:
Small One
Small One
Small One for sale
One piece of silver
Small One for sale

Excuse me
Would you like to buy my donkey?

Baker:
No, no, Boy.
What a scrawny, undernourished little beast
You will surely realalize
Since my wife's a healthy size
I'd better buy a horse at least

Three Merchants:
A horse?
Whoa!
Clink, clink
Clank clank
Give the money to the bank
Telling little stories you can trust
We never ever fail
When we go to make a sale
We work a little harder if we must

Boy:
Doesn't anybody need a donkey?

Three Merchants:
Come come, little boy
Take our advice
You will never ever find a buyer here
Three blocks straight ahead
Three blocks he said
You will find a jolly auctioner
You will find a jolly auctioner

Boy:
An auctioner?

Three Merchants:
Yes.
Now go away.

Whoa!
Clink, clink
Clank, clank
Give the money to the bank
Clink, clink
Clank, clank
Give the money to the bank
Clink, clink
Clank, clank
Give the money to the bank...

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