Tick tock tick tock

Off with her head!

Tick tock tick tock

Why aren’t the roses red?

Tick tock tick tock

Someone will lose their head if they won’t shut up!

Tick tock tick tock tick tock…

 

The Queen sits upon her throne

Fighting the urge to moan.

“Tick tock” it goes in her head,

Enough to make her wish she was dead.

Alice stands before her now

Standing strong and sturdy as a boat’s bow.

Sweet, sweet talk the girl gives,

But “tick-tock” is all that lives.

 

The Queen rubs away the noise

Wishing to curse away the voice.

“Tick tock the time has come.

The time for you to be undone.”

 

A servant asks the Queen if she is well.

She orders his beheading for his voice is as loud as a bell.

Whispers fill the room at the Queen’s strange behavior:

“She’s gone as mad as a hatter.”

But she has no care for the words,

Focusing on the matter at hand.

 

The Queen proceeds with Alice’s trial

But the noise goes on and on for a mile.

 

“Tick tock the time has come.

The time for you to be undone.”

“Tick tock the time has come.

The time for you to be undone.”

 

The sweet melody of Alice drones on,

But the Queen’s sanity is gone.

Piercing screams are torn from the Queen,

Scratching her face until her face is unclean.

On and on she goes,

Praying for the madness to go.

 

On her feet she stands,

Running desperately away from the insanity.

Drip drop rolls the blood,

Down the Queen’s face like a flood.

 

People stand by and watch her go mad,

And not a single person looks sad.

Towards the window she tips,

Screams of terror being taken from her lips.

 

Splat!

No one moves a muscle,

For the wretched Queen of Hearts is finally dead.