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..