The Queen of hearts and her many muses
I am a Queen who likes the color red.
I wonder why two blamed card three for painting my roses red,
I heard the Jabberwock a burbling,
I feel the grass on my checkered paths,
I am a Queen who likes the color red.
I smell my tarts I have baked this morning,
I pretend to have a sensible court,
I say 'off with your head' to those who get in my way,
I taste the bottle that says DRINK ME,
I am a Queen to who likes the color red.
I think to myself 'Are we all mad?',
I see Alice talking to a cheshire cat,
I touch the red flamingo as I play croquet,
I cry when others make fun of my head,
I am a Queen who likes the color red.