An Indian Gal

Sorry, I had to change my character in the last minute.

There was an Indian, gal of sixteen years
She likes to laugh and chat with her peers
She came from India about five years ago
She loved to cheer, “Go Team Go”
She goes to the casinos with her friends,
To have some fun on the week-ends.
Her parents didn’t let her go on dates
Even though they are just her mates.
She always dreamed of a profession,
That would never give her a concussion.
Her past made it very clear
That she should be a computer engineer.
She often wore an Indian dress to parties
And she loved to eat the Paani Poories
Traveling was her favorite thing
She traveled around the world singing.
She would rather read a book in her free time
Than watch a person act like a mime
She often talked on the phone
Her friends told her that no one could be her clone
Her shoes were beautiful, high and new
She wore accessories, but very few
She had long black hair, with pretty curls
And topped the outfit off with some pearls.
Clearly you could tell that she is a high school student
Had the wisdom of genius, and became the class president
This time she went to the casino with a reason.
She saw a guy and immediately turned crimson
The guy was tall, handsome and just as old as her
Every girl fell for him. And yes, he’s a soccer player.

P.S.- This character is NOT me! :-D