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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