Alice
She followed the rabbit
into its home
a chasm of wonders and
odd things.
But how could she know
that in her wonderland
the Queen of Hearts was heartless,
the Mad Hatter, not mad at all,
and the one thing that was sure
in this little wonderland
was that
curiosity never
killed the
Chesire Cat.
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