Pink and sliver Shabbat tumbles in a giggling cornucopia to mystery and suspense, until the sparkles and ooh! glitter! until the clouds are brighter than the sky because it’s time now time now so come on!

And they’re wearing their fanciest stories and there’s singing and the singing is the best part actually won’t it go on forever and he hopes there’s dancing because he can fly when they finally ask him, grabbing every single hand and kissing the night to make it blush.

Sometimes you spin and you spin and it’s just dizzy after you stop, but thanks to streamers and wands and all that noise this time when we’ve gone all the way back to the end that’s when the party pours in.

Oh and did I mention there’s peacock feathers involved?

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