Alice fell into Wonderland
She didn't know what to do
She met a warrior of the clover
Who told Alice to move
Alice stood frozen in fear
As the warrior raised her sword
She was sure she would die
She thought she was done for
Pitch black disembodied hands
Reached out and grabbed her arm
They dragged the warrior into the foret
Who screamed in such alarm
Alice ran in fear to a garden
Where a Hatter of the Diamond sung
She looked around and saw he was alone
A tea party, oh what fun
But the Hatter's intentions were dark
His songs were of death and malice
As she sat innocently drinking tea
The Hatter plotted to kill Alice
But something came over the Hatter
As he picked up his gun
He shot himself between the eyes
Alice ran, tea no longer fun
Kidnapped and taken to a castle
Of such beauty and magnificence
The Queen of Hearts look at Alice
As if she was of little signifigance
The Queen was beautiful but had her faults
Obsessed with beauty and appearence
She felt Alice was a threat to that
"Off with her head, this little interference!"
But as she looked into her mirror
She jumped back and began to thresh
What was once flawless and beautiful
Was now ugly, rotting flesh
Alice escaped and met a boy
Her long lost brother was now found
A piece of Wonderland of the Spade
Her brother, she thought had drowned
But little beknown to our heroine Alice
Her brother was now corrupted
Once a boy now the Rabbit of Spades
Her escape was soon interrupted
A gun shot could be heard
As well as a limp body falling
"Sorry dear brother, but not today
I must go, our mother's calling."
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Through the Shattered Looking Glass
PoetryMacabre poetry and short stories based on Lewis Carrol's Alice in Wonderland. Read it, I think you'll find it rather interesting...