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O Alice

I caught her over the shoulder glance
her chase me look,
and in a trance
through the looking glass was led
all steamed up, jeez I'm gonna get cooked,
but, instantaneously back to front
inside out, dying I bled,
O Alice you rotten cun...
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For a comp. Alice
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