Alice Escher

Alice Escher wasn't much of a catch With her crooked smile and her spine to match She snapped her key off in the lock coming home A perfect end to a night best forgot Alice Escher'd made her way to the party Sat talking low into her untouched Bacardi and coke She expected to see some friends who never showed Sat crossing her thumbs on the sofa alone Oh, Alice Escher... Someone asked her for the millionth time If she's related to that famous family line She explained "It's just a coincidence" But by then the boy had lost interest Alice Escher tossed her keys across the table "What a waste!" she yells to her cat Abigail "Another night with socks that won't stay tight!" Stands crossing her knees under the kitchen light Oh, Alice Escher...