The trees are pink.
The sky is green.
The soil is blue.
The grass is aureolin.
Vales are planes,
And planes are mountains.
Right seems Left,
And Left eats plantains.
What? What's that?
You're confused, I see.
Don't worry, my friend,
Sense's not a necessity.
Logic doesn't exist here
So I warn you now.
Prepare your sanity
To be tested and ploughed.
People talk,
And so do animals.
Don't even get me started
With those blabbermouthed plants.
Oh! Did I ever mention
Everybody speaks in rhyme?
I know it's pestering at first
Though you'll get used to it in time.
A world of merriment
Surely comes with a price.
Realization will soon dawn you.
You're standing on thin ice.
Once you enter,
It's downhill from there.
Not even a spoilt kid
Will this place spare.
Once you take water,
You can never remand
Welcome, friends,
To Tra-la-land.
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Alex in Tra-La-Land
FantasyPampered. Snobbish. Overpriviledged egoistical crybaby. I can go on for days. These are few of the words making up the infamous name: Alexandria Monique McAlester. Well, believe it or not. This pestering 14-year old girl is the main character of thi...
