There you lie on the plate I just want you closer,
How crispy and delicate your pastry shell,
Pass the sauce, pass the dip, pass the chutney as well.

Ohhh Samosa not for me those funny pakoras,
Weird looking and jagged those savoury horrors,
with my appetite daily I wrestle and wrangle,
For you... my beloved pastry triangle.

Ohhh Samosa, to the "healthies" pay no heed,
So what if you're fried, you're just what I need,
A long day's fasting is no better broken,
Than a delicious samosa just cooked and smokin!