Oh, yes let me introduce this outfit to y'all
Even though it might send the seamstress up the wall
Mahaprabhu's peacock been around many years
Swooned in a backdrop of appliqués and mirrors
It's been around since Thirteenth Street when time dictated change
Gaura Purnima's outfit inspired the seamstress “rearrange”
Hope you know this name came from our master's poem
Just as every child has it's own name, not just the day of birth,
All outfits have their qualities that call up joy and mirth
Thanks for listening to this story of the oldest of but in a new dress
i think OPT put Gandharvika's choli on backward, i know he put her choli on backward.
Leis of roses both large and small swing round their necks in artistic caress.
Taking off to see the dawn's early light but first of course the ratha-bhojana-vrksa gets a tip of the helmet. The gecko is waiting at the post box of Mahamuni. We take off for the snob hill and laugh all the way through the village,. The opal cliff sees us still giggling and watching the tide roll out. At the point of the hook one of our folks has driven especially for one single slice of pizza. Between the lakes a couple of cruisers are in front of us so we drop them as we make it to the redone road. Going straight ahead on to the railroad bridge and the pavement around the boardwalk we come into town with sikhas flying. The dawn's early light keeps us a while. Then we break off to Seymour's museum and public trail that runs near the abhavana mauli. The sufferer thakura has a coat on for the evening. We circle the spinner's church and salute the kutir of OPT. One lonely looking lad is watching the empty mountain man's ramps. We slide on by and loop around the trader. Up the road the gecko takes his leave and I try to keep sprinting as hard as I can. The lights of the shops tell me the sun is going down and I didn't bring my light on this trip to town. I call back to the asrama. A pair appears bearing the light and thanks me for practicing “safe cycling”. I bow to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa and the kalarupa follows in the shadow of both my light and those of the beasts.
Without need for such electric light Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari have their own effulgence to split the night and reveal that Giridhari is a brahmacari.