Alice Mulligan hailed from Killsoul
A red head who had a strange role
A brothel, she ran
Till one day a strange man
Sent Miss Mulligan right up the pole.
She couldn't believe her bad luck
She thought she'd managed to duck
An enormous erection
Escaped her protection
Poor Alice, she just ran amuck.
Day by day our Alice grew bigger
T'was a mystery who was the trigger
Now her business was finished
And Alice diminished
Thus ending her vim and her vigour.
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