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Monday, November 7, 2011

the trouble with water

Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum
Couldn't put humpty dumpty together at last
And in their confusion severed the connection
the egg shell to the yolk

And Alice wandered aimlessly
When the cheshire cat was used to make a blanket
Grinning mischievously over a dead man's shoes,
In the middle of the Garden of Eden

the Mad Hatter wished a wishy washy lullaby,
On Cinderellas shoes,
As Adam and Eve made love,
And later bore Cain and Abel,
Who killed the one with a rock to the brain,
Bludgeoned as the Mad Hatter skipped to his lou

And the white rabbit rushed up on the face of big ben
Defying gravity as he sored with Peter Pan,
And entered neverland where time stood still
And he, the white rabbit, became certifiably insane,

On the skipping stone hearth,
Of an old sycamore house,
The Queen of Hearts cried into a saucer of milk,
Her roses were green,
And the seven dwarves had severed their stems
And made a bouquet for little red riding hood and poor little Goldilocks

Reminiscent of nothing the caterpillar puffed on his bong,
And got high off of nothing in particular
But his own personality,
And found it hilarious the absurdity he would have the reader believe,
As Ali baba spoke "open sesame" so was the caterpillar
Curshed up on the wall but the opening door
To the last remaining place that
Noah kept his ark.

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