World Powers

It was another dream from Wonderland.
 Started mugs and satisfied spoons,
 All rebelling for a taste of freedom. 
We want to be, they yell.
 And we want to see, they yell. Diving into this morning’s dark roast
 The sweetest sugar’s so sour!
 Cinnastick battleships enrage; 
What a lovely navy you’ve built, I say. I see we’ve taught you well, I say.