Alice, won’t you take me to Wonderland?
All my troubles up in smoke
Surrounded by such odd
And peculiar folk.
Alice, what lies within Wonderland?
Drink this and make me smaller
To see the world anew.
Eat this to make me taller
Oh, the time and how it flew!
Alice, can I stay here in Wonderland?
Nothing ever has to make sense;
It’s nothing like the real world,
Cold, violent, and dense.
Alice, I’m losing my Wonderland.
The haze is clearing,
The floor is gone; I’m about to fall
And after all I’m fearing
That I never really left at all…
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