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Madhatter


I'm not mad you see! as many do say

I just see the world in a different way,

My eyes are as normal as can be.

They don't seem that Cheshire to me,

I walk on the line of rose fields and thorns. 

Laughing at the danger they scream,

My tea party with the wilder-sort and jumbled mind,

Brings notions I never thought I'd find.

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