Poems

Wonderland

Once, long ago, in Wonderland.

A place where tea is for the mad,

Where rocking-horses fly

and all morals die....

where fairy-tales are true,

and caterpillars are blue,

and card soldiers fight for their country all night.

At the head of the army,

It seems so alarming,

That the king fights for his Queen.

She sits in her throne,

feeling quite alone,

as she awaits his return home.

Now the poet is dead,

Say off with her head,

For revealing the secrets

of a country in turmoil,

Dear Wonderland....

-M.J.