keep your ear out for Mahaprabhu's chanting laughing and crying as he walks through the wood his saffron clothes gleaming in the sun Gaura Purnima was coming and the seamstress' plan was coming to view orange and blue and appliques too 40 pieces went into Srimati Gandharvika's sari leis of narcissus, mums and rose fragrance fills each and every nose cycle babble and i are pedaling outside in the rain to the hook the cove natasala the usual refrain the ceremony of the bells is coming so through treacherous triangle chocolate strawberries the whalers are detailing and singing all the while cycle babble and i sail by sprinter style round the southland ratha-bhojana-vrksa shows a smile as we bow our heads on the way by at the gate we are greeted by mi ray on Vijaya then in the evening nightdress Pralhad-a-dad when the curtain opens for morning bells the devotees will dance like mad be sure to be there you'd best not be late