Oh Holi Night (Best. Night. Ever.)

Twas the night before Holi,
 And all through the streets
All the people were dancing
 To hot Bollywood beats.
Colored powder they threw,
 Making clouds in the air
That settled and stuck
In everyone’s hair.
A pale foreigner came,
Her camera in hand,
Not used to the dances
Of this India land.
They eagerly showed her
How to shrug to the beat.
How to wave her arms skyward,
How to kick with her feet.
She joined in the throwing
Of the colors so bright
Each neon shade flying
Lighting up the dark night.
Finally, off to bed
After hours of fun
Still excited, still eager
Of more color to come.

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