Dare You Oppose Me?-answer my challenge with feigned indifference? Anger abates worlds don’t collide. Momentary silliness, Bobby Fischer still in exile…
Arab Eyes-Arabian Nights…dreams of spices and silk veils. No scimitars or turbans only the whistling of the desert winds in the distance. Jackal pups pulling on their mothers teats for food.
I have the Best-I can prove it. Buy my wares and you’ll have that magical hotpot producing billowy clouds of savory goodness in your home. Your family will eat it nodding and smiling knowingly that you indeed have done well once again. You’ll have the best!
They call me snake hips- but it’s my eyes you need to watch out for. I can put any women under my dance spell instantly. Even the most wooden creature will move like Ginger Rogers once our eyes meet unlocking my passion and love for the art of motion and culture. I am the poet that writes with your dips and pirouettes onto the hearts of the bored and jaded.
