Riddle Me This
Time marches on so they say
He makes the rounds every day here in Underland.
Except that there are those who know it's all a sham.
Mad I am and mad I remain
And Time has stopped again and I am
Doomed to sit at this table.
Hoping that my curse will end
And cursing myself for never being able
To change what has been done, and my friend
Take from that what you may-because I mean what I say.
Every day I spout my own twisted logic and will ask
Riddles about Ravens and Writing Desks.