On the eve of the rath-yatra,
Jayanta,
You would have loved to be
With the crowds surging
During
At Puri
Where the chariot wheels brought out
With the idols
Of Krishna, Balabhadra and Subhadra,
The wooden idols decorating,
Stealing the sights from!
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