with the head of a worm
With a Cheetah chasing the snail-worm....
Then there is a Spaghetti Monster, or a UFO
With its mouth agape.....
Then there are some meatballs in the sky,
with a turtle smiling as he goes by...
And look what I spot, but a frog going south
with the tail of a mouse...
Slaying the Jabberwocky is the Mad Hatter,
Just as he drinks his coffee, not tea!
We're in Wonderland now, Dina, not Kansas anymore!
I would probably rather meet the Wicked Witch of the West, than that stubby old, Red Queen of Hearts!
I'm laying on the grass,
beside the rabbit hole,
looking up to the sky,
as all the clouds go by...
in different shapes, in different worlds
Why can't people be more like clouds?
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