Navadwipa, let me touch your sacred soil, the same soil that is walked upon by Mahaprabhu's pink-tinged feet Let me take shelter of the saints that reside in Godrum, and bathe in mercy-river where Jalangi and Ganga meet The limbs of Gauranga resemble early sun above banana trees, Let me ring the dew-chilled temple bells again, please. Nitai like the glowing moon, dances through the night. Nadia, cradle of kirtan, be present in my sight.
"I think Starmer will have to, but, due to his delusional, self-obsessed sentiment, very reluctantly.......Albeit I cannot see anyone in his socialist-globalist party, that have any leadership skills to offer, either...They're all a bunch of cretins…"
"However, that monster is still on the loose, the living corpse, Starmer....wreaking havoc across the countryside....🤣
This is a job for the Bürgermeister......!!🧐
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