Welcome To Wonderland

All's Lost

Alice always comes back" said the Hatter!

This is a dire matter.

Wonderland is lost in time.

It's all become very curious.

The situation is serious.

With time twisted and lost, coming is going, and going is coming.

What has happened, has never begun?

What has begun, is lost?

We must find the looking glass and ask Alice to come help at all costs.

The Cheshire cat looks down from his perch with a frown.

The hatter nervously paces the ground.

The white rabbit simply can not be found.

His pocket watch lay forgotten on the ground.

Oh dear, oh dear, Alice certainly must come.

The cards are no longer painting the roses red.

The hatters feeling of dread increases.

The queen isn't screaming "off with their head!"

The caterpillar lounges upon his mushroom and drolly recites his rhyme.

"How doth the lovely crocodile improve his shining tail? And pour the shining waters of the Nile On every golden scale.

The letters slowly sail away in the sky.

The hatter stops by to ask the way to Alice's looking glass.

But alas the caterpillar has turned into a butterfly and flown away.

With no reason to stay longer, the hatter hurries on his way.

The Cheshire cats grin is all that can be seen in the dim woods.

The hatter impatiently asks "would you tell me please which way I ought to go from here?"

The Cheshire states "it depends where your trying to go?"

The hatter mutters "I don't know where to find Alice this time?"

The Cheshire once again fades away as he emphatically has to say, "then it doesn't matter which way you go."

The hatter hurries once again on his way deciding not to listen to anymore nonsense the others have to say.

Knowing he must find Alice and soon to save the day.

On his way, he stumbles on the last place the looking glass could be found.

Seeing only broken glass upon the ground.

He stops to gather each and every piece.

He calls to Alice, his mind anything but at ease.

Alice is not in sight and the hatter has never been in such a plight.

The hatter sees a strange small shining light from within the trees.

He hurries forward and slips through.

It's a very tight squeeze.