Such a lonely child
With a vast imagination
Burned down her Wonderland
Her entire Wonder-nation
She slipped cantarella
Into their drinks with normalcy
They fell asleep and never woke
What a distasteful dormancy
The poor rabbit was late
To his very important meeting
For the child needed luck so she
Took his foot and left him bleeding
The Hatter was no longer stuck
In a never ending tea-time
For the arsenic began to work
And the child got away with her crime
She brought back the stolen tarts
And used something deadly instead of sweet
The queen of hearts reluctantly ate them
But choked to death at the child's feet
The cat told her to drink a bottle to shrink
And what happened to the child?
She choked and sputtered on cyanide
"That'll teach her," the Cheshire Cat smiled
YOU ARE READING
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...
