Poem Number 13197

The smile of the Cheshire Cat
fades away in the smoke from
the huge caterpillars hooka,
and I was impressed by his
feat, lounging upon the giant
mushroom, because I know how
hard it is to keep a waterpipe lit.
He exhaled a purple cloud and a
blue moon was rising in the distance.
a furtive nuance suggested quiet insistance,
breath in the colors baby and watch its a gas.
this velvet silver green smell caustic dilusion honey,
swims the creek funny happy genetic fishes clapping digging your smiles.
And who should appear out of
smoke but the fearfull
Jabberwock. The borogroves
all mimsy and the mome raths
outgrabe. The claws that catch
and the jaws that bite were
fearfull as I was caught in
the eyes of flame. So out of
my belt comes the woesome
vorpal blade and snicker-snack!
One, two! And through and through.
To the beat of the Queen of Hearts
shriek of "Off with it's head!"

Anyone care to join me in Wonderland? (feel free to add)
~~Cor~~
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in case anyone is depraved or just wants a reminder here is a URL to
an electronic book of Alice in Wonderland. http://www.cs.indiana.edu/metastuff/wonder/wonderdir.html
enjoy!
~~Cor~~
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Thank you for the invite Cor sounds like a good cure for the week. ami