THE MATTER WITH ALICE
Down The Rabbit Hole...
There’s something the matter with Alice,
Her cronies are all making sense
The Queen has forgotten her malice,
Poor Absolem's bitter and tense
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There’s something quite weird about Alice,
Her movements are quite disarrayed
She wanders a-daze through the palace,
The White Rabbit is no longer late...
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There’s something quite strange about Alice,
She fumbled and stumbled all night
She sipped from a long silver chalice,
And flew through the air like a kite!
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There’s something the matter with Alice!
I’m afraid she’s gone totally mad,
Her manner has grown oddly callous,
Yet, her eyes look most certainly sad...
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My youth is reflected in Alice,
Our souls seem exactly alike
Our dreams are ceaseless and breathless,
Chasing mercy at dizzying heights
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I found a connection with Alice,
An eternal, unbreakable, bond
I bathe in daydreams with Alice,
Down the rabbit hole, far and beyond...
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©Wendy Phelan - 13 November 2018/Edit 2020
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About the Creator
Wendy - Empathic Tigress
Born in NZ, living in Australia. With a passion for writing from an early age. Traumatic experiences peppered my life but, gave me deep empathy and unconditional love. Poetry/writing are the best therapy and bring me peace, I hope to share.
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