Sarah Mantra
Sarah’s work was once a coma
But now she’s erupting lava
She likes red wine and neat vodka
She likes to smoke her big hooka
Like to dye her hair with henna
She is crazy she is pukka
She’ll wiggle her bum to samba
She’s my lovely darling mukka
I’m her young and toy boy fella
One day we’ll elope together
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