Chasing the White Rabbit

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Down the rabbit hole she falls

Twirling down the windy halls

With a thud she hits the ground

She can’t help to think as she looks around

“This must be what Alice sees”

A taunting grin floating in the trees

Cryptic riddles drift through the breeze

Clumsy curiosity draws her in closer

She leans in for the eerie purr

“Fear the queen, she’ll have your head

Never be caught with your hands red

Paint those roses to cover your mistakes

But you surely will not disguise the fake”

Tempting tea at the party

The Mad Hatter eagerly awaits as she takes a sip

Better judgement gone in a zip

Run, run, the queen is on her way!

Run, run, do not stay!

There he is, that quick white rabbit

Never understanding why she chased this habit

 

 

 

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