Dear Red queen, this poem is for you
- The Hatter
My twisted look on reality,
Makes me hate any law,
And that twisted look in my eye,
You hated ever since you saw.
You tried to take over my world,
You tried to kill my friends,
But then came along a girl,
That foiled all of your plans.
I helped her overthrow you,
And kill the reached beast,
The white queen took your place again,
And banished you out east.
Now that you are gone,
We won't listen to your squawkin',
We can all rejoice,
And do the Futterwaken.
Ok, this is another version of the poem where the residents of Underland decide to give the red queen the death sentence:
My twisted look on the world,
Makes me hate any law,
And that twisted look in my eye,
You hated ever since you saw.
You tried to take over my world,
You tried to kill my friends,
But then came along a girl,
That foiled all of your plans.
I helped her overthrow you,
And kill the reached beast,
You forced me to make you hats,
You knew I wanted you deceased.
That's why we will give you,
what you gave to most of us,
After its last use,
we'll let the guillotine sit and rust.
There I see you resting,
with your cursed hair of red,
Now I finally get to yell,
"OFF WITH HER HEAD!"