It seems that Alice has gone and done it again
Strayed too far from home and fallen further in
Ages have passed since her childhood adventures
Her downward spiral now brought swiftly to an end
As she crashes hard on once familiar ground
No more characters bending wild imaginations
For the clock has stopped ticking as Rabbit
found himself late again for the very last time.
Long gone is the Caterpillar, as all that remains
is the empty husk of an abandoned chrysalis
While the stench of stale smoke fills the air
The Hatter locked away deep in the confines
of his tragically warped and dangerous mind
Deemed too far gone to ever be rescued
And the Queen of Hearts hasn’t held court
Since the Cards buried her in white roses
After loudly shouting “Off with her head!”
This new land pales in comparison
to the Wonderland of her colorful youth
No longer does her imagination run wild
As shades of grey now preside over all
And the future seems desperately bleak
Looking back on it all now she wonders
about the validity of her grasp on sanity
Was all that she experienced genuine
or did she fall victim to a horribly vivid
surrealistic nightmare?
Was the trip she took a key to her inner self
or just a precursor to this plunge into oblivion?
The rabbit hole a chance to get acquainted
with her creativity and imaginative mind or
just a clumsy fall into a hole in the ground?
Pondering this as she picks herself up
Alice catches a glimpse of something familiar
She turns to see a very old and haggard
rabbit in tattered clothing clutching tightly
to a broken pocket watch
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