Sugar and spice
Now that would be nice
But all Alice has is her own inner advice
Her clothes are worn out and torn
She lives in the Ghetto with survival being a scorn
No wealth with riches
Luxuries are only a dreaming wish
No broom surrounding a witch
Living in a weather beaten house
There is even a **** mouse
Poor for sure
Elegance missing the galore
Alice’s life being a questionable table
She is living, but it falls under able
Yet, it’s Alice in Ghetto land
Her life wasn’t a wonder
In fact, you must look yonder
Survival being called to order
Alice learned very quickly from the very beginning
Life is not about riches in commodity
Reality with understanding in knowing how to live.