Today, my friends and dear Readers, is a special day.
Hello! Hello, and hello again! I am happy today, for today is the day you've all been waiting for. Today is my Unbirthday, and pleased about it I am too. Unlike many others who celebrate their Unbirthdays every day, I celebrate mine only on the day of my actual unbirth, therefore escalating the overall excitable atmosphere surrounding this day. I myself am an important personage, and I like to think my brains and brilliance, my charming and witty nature, my sweet good will, and excellent hat-making skills are to be celebrated.
That is why The Hatter's Unbirthday is a national holiday here in Wonderland, and each and every borogove and momerath sings to his heart's delight. The momerath sings a special song, his heart's lament. The borogove sings a song of pure nonsensical things, and finishes with a most beautiful dance. I myself am particularly fond of good music, and my evenings are most pleasurably spent listening to the Dodo pluck his chords on the wergildone, or Alice play an unusual instrument called a violin. The sound is of an acquired taste, I believe, as it sounds a little like the shrieking cries of the Beaglet, but taste, as we all know, is something I do possess.
The momeraths composed something new for me today. Usually it is the same old thing of heartache and forgotten love. The momeraths are passionate creatures. But today's was different. It went a little like this:
Dear Hatter, our most faithful friend
Fortunate we are for this time
To sing of our great sorrow
For another year having passed us by.
Loyal voices lifted up in song
Can only begin to say
How woeful we are to be witnessing
This terrible, TRAGIC day.
For one can't believe that all these years
We've never even mentioned
How much we value your companionship
And your every good intention.
Our dearest friend, we tell you now
Friendship you do not lack
For in us you'll find a blessing:
Great Hatter, forever make hats!
I believe it was meant well and supposed to be flattering.
You really can't find better friends than those amongst Momerath Music Muses, the local choir. Yes, I must say that that song, and of course, my unbirthday feast of tea and small iced Eat Me cakes (local brand, you know), truly makes this day one to remember.
I wore my best hat.