Despite the uneasiness felt by poor Alice

She could not quite pinpoint the malice

Just a sense of concern falling in the crevice

And her strong belief that she didn’t deserve this

The white rabbit stared on into the abyss

Sure that the Cheshire Cat would obviously miss

Anything going on as too obvious

He was known for his smile and being oblivious

The Red Queen took the position of her command

There in that funky space they called Wonderland

Still, poor Alice couldn’t understand why Rabbit was cross

After all, there was nothing he could count as loss

She and the Mad Hatter quietly sipped their tea

Noting all of this as a very splendid curiosity