India
*bats eyes at her wifey adoringly....*
"The say the sword of Sorgram is so dangerous to behold!
Well that's because she is a drak and she is very bold!
India that is her name - and she has much fame;
that's because if you have a pulse then she regards you as fair game!"
Oh India, Oh India she really is outrangeous, oh India oh India between her legs is dangerous!"
"Her colours true are the ones known as gold and black;
she has no sigil of her own but should be -her- on her back!;
She met the temple guard at dawn and in shock said "fuck me!";
they took it as an invite and she was still there long gone three!"
"Oh India, Oh India she really is outrageous, oh India oh India surprised she's not contagious!"
Are those wings upon her back looking oh so fair?
Or are they really her bedsheets that have just got stuck there!
I'm not saying she's slept around, oh well perhaps I am;
After all she dumps her wife to go shag any man! "
"Oh India, Oh India she really is outrageous, oh India oh India she finds the men quite advantageous!
"Well she does like the men, and any man will do;
At least that's what the chaps said to me in her bedroom queue!
It really is impressive, the way she'll never falter;
I hear that if her they do rezz? It's on a Y shaped altar!"
"Oh India, oh India, she really is outrageous; oh India oh India, shagging her is courageous"
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