The Rabbit's Wake
Falling down and down.
I cannot see the ground.
Oh, what is that sound?
I am not sure.
Now, I think that that's a jam.
And I think that that's a ham.
Oh, this is so long and WHAM
I'm on the ground.
A checkerboard for floor.
And many, many a door.
There's got to be some more.
But I'm lost.
What is that, in the center?
I hope I will not dent her.
It's a table, I didn't see her.
Now I'm small.
The size of mouse hole.
And I think it's got no toll
I might as well go through that hole.
It is a door.
A land with skies of gray.
In the distance is a fray.
I'm afraid I'll be all day.
Oh, there's that rabbit.
I hope you enjoyed my peculiar Wonderland poem. I'll hopefully be able to come up with more!
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