Indian Doll
This Indian doll is a lot like their cuisine.
Hot and spicy in the mouth, she surely is mean!
That’s the sensation I get whenever we kiss.
No western women I know can measure up to this!
This sweetheart is full of sugar and spice.
She is both sweet and hot, and everything nice.
To find her, I didn’t have to go to Mumbai or Calcutta.
She makes her present home right here in America.
I consider this Indian doll a wonderful dish.
Getting her attention was my number one wish.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2013
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