Hatter's Tea Party

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you mangy tosser 

with your five blistered fingers

Monday tragedy 


tease the young dormouse

tether his balding tail to

your big pot-handle


pour some for Alice

sneeze and wheeze you old geezer

top hat falls over 


dandy brunch for three

have you no recollection

of the last Monday?


lost your lizard yet?

don't welcome a serpent at

the grand eve-buffet


I'll hazard a guess

that you're a loner madman

without the patience


lose another pet?

or maybe just your pack of

cards with the jam tarts?


this forest swallows

you whole, devours your soul

unleashes darkness


your opium day-

dreams, feverish and vintage,

draining your tea leaves


top hat -- head duo

awaiting her majesty's

guillotine fever

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