Alice 4
Tweedleedee saw Alice reach the square bounds,
"Funny girl, he sighed, "she thinks she's real
All the world is only fiction,
Someone's dream, an absurd game."
"Anyhow," his brother looked around,
"If this world has something real,
It should have the only name."
"Which?" inquired Tweedledee.
Tweedldum just spelled aloud:
A, L, I, C and E."
Copyright © Gene Borisanov | Year Posted 2017
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