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Alice's Cat


Alice was not bright enough to discover 

something that was so obvious to uncover

I saw her falling down that hole

into the world I know

 

I tried to stop her

but maybe if she learned

it might be for the better

 

Alice was not very bright

In fact, she cried there her first night

At the bottom 

just like a lot of them

 

How do I know?

Well, let me show

I'll give you a hint

I am a pink and purple tint

 

I can talk

and walk

I am everywhere

and nowhere

 

The world above and below 

are one and the same

There are mad hatters here

there are Hatters that are mad there

 

The name Dinah, I treasure

However, my real identity is The Cheshire

 

 

 

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