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Friday, 7 August 2009

Alice In Ponderland

She runs after time
The white rabbit
Bounce to the music
Only way she can be your friend

Mad hatter is what she is

Stuck in a room
She takes a cake
E
ats it
She seems so much bigger
You can hear her now
Well you listen

Night is over
She wants to go home
Leave her
Off with her head
Queen of hearts
Though hers is dead

Back for another try
She will enjoy the rave
For a while
Till you say she's got no style

She plays croquet
Though you make sure she loses
Make sure she misses
Makes you feel better?

Remember this,
If you are king,
You shall fall to the queen of hearts.
To your knees and beg.
Though don't you understand?
Haven't I said?
Dear Alice's heart is already dead.




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