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I hope to one day find an Indian Wife
A special one of a powerful tribe
Who I care deeply to feel is mine
I'd know her by  the special way she growls at me 
as she describes in detail how she totalled our car.
Put's holes in our boat.
Pays dues to the devil.
 leaves on me to fester or heal,
, a fresh bloody scar.
This woman tans a soft brown
She lets it  ride 
The law is what say her own rules.
Takes mine as hers
Won't leave hers behind.
I want a glimpse of what my life .could be like
with a crazy good lovin  indian wife.
She'd be one heavenly hell of an all night ride.
Trippin all my triggers, turning every tide
She'd beat the stupid outta me.
Knock the ball
out the park with her kiss.
Her wake up call;
the big event
not to be missed.,.
Wouldn't  pine too long or wait in a long line
to understand why her next lover
is building her shrine.
 if I play my cards right.
and built her a round house.
I pray to Great Spirit our stars will align 
and become my Indian spouse..
I know she's out there with the wolf pack
Warewolves, jackals and hungry wild cats
all  beckoning her closer.
Echoing the call of her wolf cry.
Whatever she may be or identifies
I'll make some noise, holler and hoot.
Play softly her tune
with my magic flute
I'm willing to bleed
for her 
In desperate need of her .
House on fire with my indian wife
Have us some indian kids
Live the Indian life....
Put our best suits and head dresses on.
dream bigger, get gone
Eyes of hot coal fire
Face aglow
have a  blowout party coming home.
burn the midnight oil
all through the night 
Just me,, The Full Moon
and my Indian wife.

Buddy Bee Anthony
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Re-Edited 03/05/2024 @  8:33 PM Pacific Standard Time

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