by the colorful paraders wearing hats with feathers.
tickling my soft sensitive skin sounds like violin into my soul can feel it all glitters and paint full bathed suffice one's need can’t spurn the air adorn and blare drums and tambourines start to play they lovely sway dance in rhythm highlight the theme Oct. 25,2012 Note: The feathers ornamenting the street parade/paraders especially the ones decorated on hats of musicians and others who entertains. So lovely they are in the sight of all spectators!
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