Desiree's Poor Unfortunate Souls

"Come in, come in my kitty..." said a voice. "We mustn't lurk in doorways; it's impolite, you know."

Mariah bit her lower lip as she nervously advanced inside.

"The only way to get what you want..." Desire said to the pink, fluffy haired girl. "...is to become a human mortal yourself."

Mariah gasped. "Can you do that?"

"My dear sweet child." the green-skinned ghost replied. "It's what I live for; to help poor unfortunate immortals like yourself; poor souls with no one else to turn to."

Desiree: ''I admit in the past, I've been a nasty

They weren't kidding when they called me, kinda strange

But you'll find that nowadays

I've mended all my ways

Repented, seen the light, and made a change

And I fortunately know a little secret

It's a talent that I always have possessed

Go ahead, make your choice!

And my dear child,

Please don't laugh

I use it on behalf

On the lonely and the depressed''

"Pathetic," she muttered to Dingo and Sleet.

Desiree: ''Poor unfortunate souls,

In pain, in need

This one longing to be thin

This one wants to get the girl

And do I help them? Yes indeed.

Those poor unfortunate souls

So sad

So true

They come flocking to my cauldron, crying "Spells, Desiree please!"

And I help them?

Yes I do?''

Desiree: ''The men up there don't like a lot of blabber,

They think a girl who gossips is a bore!

Yes in mortal world it's much preferred for ladies not to say a word

after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?

They're not at all impressed with conversation

True gentlemen avoid it when they can

But the dote and swoon and fawn

On ladies who withdrawn

It's she who holds her tongue who gets her man''

Still, Mariah was unsure about what Desiree had told her. Is this true that a woman who said not a single word would win the heart of a man? She did not know what that meant, but she knew she had to be with Ray.

Desiree: "Come on, you poor unfortunate soul!

Go ahead, make your choice!

I'm a very busy woman, and I haven't got all day

It won't cost much, just your voice!

Those poor unfortunate souls

So sad

So true

If you wanna cross the bridge my sweet, you gotta pay the toll

Take a gulp

Take a breath

Go ahead, sign the scroll

Sleet and Dingo, now I got her boys

The boss is on the roll

This poor...unfortunate soul!''