I terrified the world
When I told them of samosas
Delightfully delicious
Is the general diagnosis
It wasn't its appearance 
But I'll tell you what I mean
Apparently it's rude 
To dip in salad cream 

The spices and the vices 
Of the stuffing that is used
The chicken and the meat
Or when vegetables are perused 
Every bite is a delight
Indeed it is foreseen 
But I can't see any problem 
To dip in salad cream

A tint of mint in yogurt
Is the dip of common treat 
A chilli sauce by preference 
Whether it be a hot or sweet 
A chickpea curry poured 
Will see the plate licked clean
So why is it detested 
To dip in salad cream 

It seems this tangy sauce 
On triangle treats is wrong 
This fascinating favourite 
Forbade in ancestral songs 
Such be the sound of masses 
Who claim it's just a phase
Goodness knows what they'll say
When I use the mayonnaise.