Dear Alice
Oh pretty little Alice
An innocent, you are
Too bad the white rabbit
Came with mental scars
For no-one can be sane
To see a Cheshire cat
So sorry my dear Alice
I think you have gone wak
Or could it have been the hatter
That drove you round the bend
But really does it matter
In the very end.
Because that day you found the looking glass
and landed on the weird grass
you gave up all your sanity
lost hope in your humanity
so slay that Jabberwocky
and come back to us
Dear Alice.
AN .it's just something that someone like a doc. Or something of that kind could have told Alice if ever she told of her wonders into wonderland.
Ps. I don't own Alice in wonderland...Sadly. I have written many versions of this poem with the last bit changing often..
