This tailor can't seem to follow direction
Like he didn't even try
Laying out the design
When he comes along starts
Showing patterns from another society and other
Completely useless information
Thinks he can spur the budget
While the seamstress and I are talking
He comes again with pictures to show
What fine and exquisite work he can do
But he can't do it for this dress
Cause there isn't enough money
But it brings an ecstatic reaction
When the curtain opens at midnight
Offering the astottara-sata dipa
Today's leis are have two makers
The styles show it all roses in two
But Srimati Gandharvika has lilacs too!
Mahamuni is there on the highway today. After a quick one it's off to the post office mailing a couple. The lion's park as always is there before the campa hatti. Left to the toad road where the pitch is on the left further on the basketball park comes on the right the toad himself joins in until his shop comes along at the harbor I take leave and Murkha turns to the house that taught choc-o-lot to talk-a-lot. The redone road take him between the lakes past the windmill to the big street the wharf road takes him to the main street and the long and winding heeding the call of the ratha-bhojana-vrksa. The kalarupa pulls him to the sandhya where the kernel is celebrating with pizza.
While Mahaprabhu and GAndharvkia are in heavenly blue Giridhari has white. The temples are painted almost the color of this dress, baby blue. The night is warmer with the rain coming in so they dance under the stars for a little while then return in the nick of time for mangala arati