"Jack. Jack"
It calls again,
it drives me insane!
I take no chances
I take the key,
I can see a small door,
on one of the branches,
It unlocks,
but I cant fit through
I then see a box
a little drink also,
The drink looks weird
I take a sip
when all of a sudden I became tired
I knelt down
and layed my head
and then I sleep
like I am in a bed
when I wake up
I am in a different world
And it looks like I am in a club
there are: people,
and paintings,
and pebbles,
and its purple,
and the people are staring at me
staring with passion
"Where am I?"
"You are in wonderland!
What's that key in your hand?"
"Its how I got here, I think"
"No, you came here, by the drink."
I look at the person more clearly
I can see all of her, nearly,
She has a short and long slave
I don't dear to ask, it feels hard to breath
"Why am I here?"
"Because you are"
"But why? And who are you?"
She pauses for a minute and says "I have no clue"
I feel trapped, and I want to go back,
Then I hear that voice again
shouting my name
"Jack."
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The story hasn't ended
it has just begun,
and I hope you, like jack
have lots of fun.
I might not write today
I might not write tomorrow,
but I never give up on a story
And I am sorry if you don't follow.
Its the end of the day,
so good night,
and I hope you don't have any frights.
