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to negotiate a loan. Did you get it or not?

And I had thought your impatience

was for me.

I found a new and wondrous ointment,

feel my skin.

Lalume, without that loan, I perish.

Answer me, do I get it?

All the gold 10 camels can carry.

- Heh-heh. Lalume.

- But there is a condition.

A high marriage

for the three princesses of Ababu.

Oh, what a nuisance.

I don't need any more wives.

In fact,

I've got more than I've any use for.

My lord, no one knows that

better than I.

However, it is not you the sheik of Ababu

wants for a son-in-law.

He wishes his eldest daughter

to become wife of wives to the Caliph.

To the Caliph?

And her two sisters,

second and third wives to the Caliph.

How can I influence the Caliph?

He's too young to understand

an honest bribe.

Nor can I frighten him, not while he keeps

that certainty of divine destiny.

He's shown not the slightest inclination

to marry.

With your wit and enterprise,

you will change his mind.

Remember,

all the gold 10 camels can carry.

Are they attractive,

these three young women?

Judge for yourself, my lord.

Guards.

Guards, bring the Ababus.

Exalted Wazir, may I present Their

Royal Highnesses the Princesses of Ababu.

In the name of our illustrious Caliph,

I welcome you to Baghdad.

What they say?

They could not be happy here...

...no matter what their father wants.

- What? Heh-heh. What?

Not happy in Baghdad?

Why, that's impossible.

Well, Baghdad...

Well, it's a symbol of happiness on Earth.

- Fetch me 50 happy people, quickly.

- My lord, it will take a month.

Sacred cats of Nefertiti.

Am I to be balked at every turn?

Will no one cooperate?

Unless I'm served as a Wazir should be...

...I warn you, heads will roll in the dust.

And the streets of Baghdad

will flow with the tears...

Baghdad

Don't underestimate Baghdad

A city rich in romantic oriental lore

Aye

Baghdad

You must investigate Baghdad

And learn a few of the facts

You never knew before

Aye

Due south of the Garden of Eden

Due north of the Gulf of Aden

Where every male and maiden

Is laden down

With the blisses of Baghdad

This irresistible

Town

When or where

Could you compare high life

To the life you find here

Not since Nineveh, not since Tyre

Not since Babylon turned to mire

For a sin of a kind we never mind here

Where or when ever again low life

Like the life well-known here

Not since Nineveh, not since Sidon

Not since Jericho started slidir

From the din of a horn

That's never blown here

Our palaces are gaudier

Our alleyways are bawdier

Our princes more autocratic here

Our beggars more distinctly aromatic here

Where could you ever pursue your life

With the zeal we feel here?

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