Oh Alice oh Alice, how the tides by turn;
finding my liking of you grow and churn;
I find it hard to place the label;
but knowing this tale could be a fable;
with a great feast of food on our table;
This my clear thought, no tower of babel;
but touching you softly makes me tremble;
chemistry abound, connections need not a**emble;
as we fit nicely in each others arms;
holding tightly to stave off Morning alarms;
good night to you and Fridays delight is true;
I'll be Driving to the city view and kissing you, whoohoo!