Marry an Iranian girl,
A mother says to her son.
They will be good to you.
She always said.
Go out and find her,
A nice Iranian girl.
Son went through an Iranian drought,
Where he searched but could not find,
An Iranian girl he liked.
Eventually mother says to son,
Marry any girl.
As long as she makes you happy.
Thank you mom,
For accepting me.
No matter what,
Or who I'm with.
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