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Have you ever wondered Why it was Alice that fell down the hole? Have you ever pondered On the magic of a little girl's soul?
Perhaps you thought she was unusual Or maybe even mad But,nay, her thoughts toward society were questionable For she knew the difference between good and bad
Down the hole she went Into a land down below Of endless wonders where time is never spent Yet it consists of happiness and sorrow
A rabbit in a waistcoat leads her through the woods Two fat boys argue at her sides A caterpillar with an abundance of knowledge provides her with goods A doormouse sways his sword with pride
A hare cackles at the tea table As she is greeted by a cheshire cat at the gate Some question if she is just a fable But others speak of her fate
The Oraculum frightens the Queen of Red For it depicts success for a Queen of White On the Frabjous Day the Jabberwocky will lie dead As a reminder of red's rage and spite
Down with the bloody Red Queen! Rejoice with the rise of the angel For her sister had no spleen So to suit herself,she turned the tables
And before success, Hatter walked the path Paving the way for Alice with riddles He suffered yet he possessed no wrath For he knew he could futterwacken with no muddles
Have you ever wondered why A writing desk Is like a raven in the sky With no unrest?
Perhaps the desk with the flapping lid And a tea cup filled with heather Is like a raven with wings in farewell bid For you write with the raven's feather
Have you ever wondered Why it was Alice that fell down the hole? Have you ever pondered That she was the one who flew?
