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As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race	A
I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place	A
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall	B
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings I notice outlast them all	B
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We were living in trees when they met us They showed us each in turn	C
That water would certainly wet us as Fire would certainly burn	C
But we found them lacking in Uplift Vision and Breadth of Mind	D
So we left them to teach the Gorilas while we followed the March of Mankind	D
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We moved as the Spirit listed They never altered their pace	A
Being neither clud nor wind borne like the Gods of the Market Place	A
But they always caught up with our progress and presently word would come	E
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield or the lights had gone out in Rome	F
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With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch	G
They denied that the Moon was Stilton they denied she was even Dutch	G
They denied that Wishes were Horses they denied that a Pig had Wings	H
So we worshiped the Gods of the Market Who promiced these beautiful things	H
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When the Cambrian measures were forming They promiced perpetual peace	I
They swore if we gave them our weapons that the wars of the tribes would cease	I
But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe	J
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said 'Stick to the Devil you know '	-
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On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promiced the Fuller Life	K
Which started by loving our neighbor and ended by loving his wife	K
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith	L
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said 'The Wages of Sin is Death '	-
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In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all	B
By robbing selective Peter to pay for collective Paul	B
But though we had plenty of money there was nothing our money could buy	M
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said 'If you don't work you die '	-
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The the Gods of the Market tumbled and their smooth tounged wizards withdrew	N
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to belive it was true	N
That All is not Gold that Glitters and Two and Two make Four	O
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more	O
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As it will be in the future it was at the birth of Man	P
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began	P
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her mire	Q
And the burnt Fool's bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire	R
And that after this is accomplished and the brave new world begins	S
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins	S
As surely as Water will wet us as surely as Fire will burn	C
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return	C

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