"Mad, mad, mad! We've all gone quite mad here."
The Hatter cried.
"I do in fact believe this true, but no one here's as mad as you."
The Princess replied.
"Now why would you think a thought so queer? A thought that I am the maddest here?"
His smile was sly as the Princess, of laughter, did almost die.
"Why Hatter my dear, I think it not queer to truly believe you the maddest here."
They danced and twirled and laughed all the same,
All the while the Hatter repeating her name.
"Well then, now, I'll make a decree, that if no one here is so mad as me,
Then by my word, and true as true, no one here's as beautiful as you."