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Dec 2017
"My love,
My Sun God,
The beat of my fragile heart,
The crown of my head,
What is inflation?"
asked the wife to her husband.
"My sweetieย ย pie,
My Moon Godess Artemis,
My exotic perfume,
It'sย ย simple.
First, when we got married,
You were 36-24-36,
Today you are 48-52-50,
You have everything more than what you had before,
But, your value has become less,
That's INFLATION.
Economy is not hard with a good example
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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