Alice's Adventures in Wonderland has and always will be my favorite book in the world. Its fun characters and imaginative world have captivated me since I was very young. Here, I dedicate this poem to the master of poetry.
Thank you, Lewis Carroll
Tea with the Mad Hatter
Pretty little tea cups
And cups filled with sugar and cream
Dainty little silverware
It feels almost like a dream
Rainbow cakes and Lemon drops
Doilies white as snow
We'll exchange stories and poetry
Until it's time to go
Nibbling on tasty butter biscuits
And sipping steamy hot tea
We'll watch how Wonderland moves around
My three companions and me
We hear the cries of the Queen of Hearts
As she screams, "Off with his head!"
You'd better be good at flamingo croquet
Or you'll very soon be dead
The Caterpillar, as we all know,
Still sits on his mushroom and ponders
What lies beneath the grass around him
And beyond the garden gate yonder
Both the Gryphon and the Mock Turtle
Would love to see your skill
At how you weave among fishes and such
As we all dance the Lobster Quadrille
The Tweedle Brothers, Dum and Dee,
Still fight over their silly old rattle
Perhaps once they've finished their Tale of the Oysters,
We shall get to see them battle!
The Red Queen commands, "Don't twiddle your fingers!"
The White Queen says gently, "Don't cry,"
"The eighth square is still waiting for you, dear,
I know you'll get there by and by,"
And where is that rabbit, that silly White Rabbit,
With his gold pocket watch and long ears
His hurrying and worrying has caused this, you know—
Why, he's the very reason we're both here!
Wonderland goes on forever, you see
It would take forever to relate the rest
So come in, sit down, have another cup of tea
Now…
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
