In days when i was young Gurudeva taught me what it means to be the pujari
years have gone by and now i do those things as best i can
punctuality and cleanliness were at the top of the list.
On time off time you know i've been both
But Gandharvika, the topmost pujari is always there with bells on.
Though Mahaprabhu's green pants and kirta are dark green, Gandharvika and Giridhari have light green with a hint of purple. Subdude for sure. There is another bright green with purple. Which was first i can't remember is it tomorrow or just the end of time? What ever it is that worshiper put a spell on me.
May the tree watch over me and let me pedal all the days of my life. Around the research park to the wharf road. One pedaler has a light tapped to his helmet and a ski mask on. Few sufferers on the opal cliff due to the chill. The windmill has the amsterdam pedaling shop sign still up. The redone road leads me on over to the theater and the gecko. He's resting a little now. The west side triangle almost devours me but i manage to slip by. On to the toad road where i see some pealers going the opposite direction. "Bread and butter" "Bread and butter" are the vary words we say to describe our brief meeting. Back for the service and sing the "doxologer"
Just finish the seam and let Giridhari swirl around with his coat and chodder flying free under the stars in the sky on top of the bay. How did you get it done so fast? No matter they enjoy theri pastimes with full happiness.