Frabjus Day
I believe you're a lie,
For you see,
I'd know my Alice if I saw her once again,
Although you play the part,
There are mistakes in your play.
For my Alice is sweet and gentle,
And you are the mirror,
Of the Bloody Red Queen,
You are evil and cruel,
Surrounded by fakes,
Calling upon feeble little warriors,
Who dare not to defy you,
To fight your own battles.
You are weak Bloody Red Queen,
The impeding doom of yourself,
The miraculous Frabjus Day,
Not even the Bloody Red Queen,
Or her stupid followers can stop,
For you are not Alice,
You are the Bloody Red Queen,
The Jabberwokky whom is slain by the hand of Alice and the Vorpal Sword,
But you are not Alice.
And when the Frabjus Day arrives,
Be prepared my Bloody Red Queen,
For you shall fall,
And on Frabjus day,
The true Alice will arise,
Not the fake you call yourself,
But she will stand tall,
And you shall fall,
Only on Frabjus Day.
-MH
Authors note: when I first wrote this poem, I never thought of publishing it. But I love it so much. If you a familiar with Alice In Wonderland the movie by Tim Burton, then you will catch all my references. I wrote this in spite of a girl I know whom my feelings for are anger, love and hatred. Such a weird combination I know, but I hope you enjoy. -Kayla
