Mints..

Alice was pouting with pleasure

As her dream man descended the stairs

She rolled her eyes then threw her dice

This was a matter of Sugar and Spice Girls

With a triumphant smile she entered

The space age

Then bob wraith came by and replied

Give him time or

Come to my haunted mansion for

Gossiping

Gossiping

Poor Alice so sad grabbed a lollipop

This one had magic

And extra sugar

Then she exploded and rearranged herself

With a new set of jaws

And mints