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Alice Can't Slip Through the Wormhole

It's been many months since I saw 'Malice' In fact, she was hard to recognize There's a faraway look in her bloodshot eyes She resembles a Michelin man with loads of spare tires Her blue and white dress is strained at the seams, Good god she's put on so much weight It must be so annoying that she can't slip through the wormhole to cause havoc with useless debating. Perhaps, her ego needs deflating How I'd love to burst her bubble after she's caused so much trouble.

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