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When Fairy Tales Mess With Your Dreams

I fell down, beneath the ground, Alice was there, in her blue gown. A rabbit running around, he was in a hurry to go, his pocket watch ticking, I believe it was slow. A red headed woman, with an enormous head , two twin brothers, who appeared well fed. A little mouse with a sharp pin, tried to stick me in the end, he stole the pin from a hat, the hat maker was really mad. I found a bottle of liquid courage, It said "please drink me all," so I did, then I saw a carriage, I got on board and went to a ball. I danced until midnight, twelve bells were ringing, then everything went to crap, my godmother was seething. Alice was calling my name, I ran and ran until I was home, I searched for Alice, and found her alone. She was weeping underground, she got sniffed out, by a very large hound. I woke up, rubbing my eyes, had I been dreaming, all of the night? I jumped from my bed, and shattered my glass slipper, I stepped on a bottle, It smelled like liquor. I believe my prince charming, Is coming tonight, there's a white horse, waiting outside. I must be mad, I must be madder, than the one they call, the mad hatter.

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