After reading Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass I wondered what her dreams showed about her. Did the scary things come back to haunt her was her sister driven crazy by her stories? This poem is not as well written as most of mine but it would not leave my mind so I wrote this.

After Wonderland

Dreams that is all they are

So why did they leave such a scar

Amusing little tales you find

Show you scary parts of the mind

Fall down the hole of a rabbit

Start back up your bad habit

Falling up is falling down

Warned about her who owns the crown

Shrink grow shrink

What is the bother why think?

You will always be wrong

As you recite book poem song

As she goes to the garden to dig

Alice must wonder will I become a pig

Is she truly a snake?

Is the queen of hearts a fake?

Will her neck be cut?

Whenever she tries to interject with a "but…"

Wonderland taints her own mind

And all of human kind

Hr sister bored of hearing the tale

Of win and fail

In wonderland

How she almost died at the cards hand

Little girl stop playing games

With made-up places and names

Sweet relief to dream

Of place hit eternally with sunbeam

Looking glass shows what is inside

The part of us we try to hide

Alice gets no sleep at night

For the jabberwocky jaws still bite

Is she queen pawn knight rook?

Find a mirror take a look

Can she truly run fast enough?

To get where she wants will be tough

If she refuses to talk to flowers again

Will they call her silly again?

Is she like the unicorn with his horn

Or the lion noble born?

After going so far

It only gets more bizarre

Only two queens allowed

So why now is a new one found?

Why for her do they cheer?

For a speech from her to hear

Do they sing for her a song?

So she would say something wrong

To terminate the third queen

Nothing personal they mean

Now as Alice looks back

Was there a difference between white red black

Could she have stopped talking?

Of stories others found too shocking

Alright for a girl of seven years

Whose life revolves around secrets and fears

But as soon as you grow

Slowly you begin to know

You are not the same

You lose your only call to fame

The true world too fearful bland

After visiting wonder land

Wonderland is not gone at all

Instead it can back to call

Please review do you think this might have actually happened? Thanks for reading.