Remembering Alice
Who’ll see that I get all I please
Of liverwurst and cheddar cheese
Who’ll ask me if instead of lamb
I ought to try her Easter ham
Who’ll keep the chocolates nice and neat
And never sneak a piece to eat
Who’ll teach the staff how they should act
With her own special brand of tact
Who’ll greet me when I come and go
And call me by the name I know
Who’ll make quite sure my smile is on
Now that from Husky, Alice is gone
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