Mad Tea Anyone
Welcome to a world of imagination,
Where nothing is what it seems to be,
A world unlike any other,
A world,
Where being mad is normal.
"Come sit with me,
Care for a cup of tea,
Come, come be seated please,
We have much to discuss",
Exclaims the hatter.
"About shoes and ships; and ceiling wax,
Cabbages and kings,
And why the sea is boiling hot,
And whether pigs have wings."
"Peculiar you say?
My child; I have no idea what you mean,
What is so peculiar about me?
Do I have rat in my teeth?
Or is my hat too big for my head?"
"What do you have to say Hare?"
He looks over to the old dingy rabbit,
Whose eyes seem to droop forever,
Watering every time he blinks,
As thick drool,
Spills from his open mouth.
"I say kill her,
slice her throat,
I have the jelly knife here,
I wonder what she'll taste like in me tea",
Says the hare with an evil cackle.
The hatter speaks unto the girl,
"I'm sorry to inform you,
But the tea party is over for you,
You wandered into our garden,
And were never invited."
Out pops the door mouse,
From his cracked sugar bowl,
Running towards the girl,
With what seems to be rusty hooks,
He jumps onto her head,
And gouges her eyes out.
She screams in utter agony,
As the hatter removes the pins from his hat,
And begins to impale her heart,
In jumps the hare,
Slicing her throat over a cup of tea.
They all resume their seats,
And sip their tea.
"I say, this is a fine cup of tea",
Says the Hatter,
With tea drizzling down his lips,
"Such a lovely party,
And so glad you could have come,
With so many memories,
This is the last one of our song,
Goodbye Alice,
You were one bad child".
Copyright © Robert Needles | Year Posted 2012
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