White rabbit

Divorced from reality because I had enough of that
so it’s off to pass through the looking glass and engage
in a fit of fantasy
and
if you don’t know by now
Alice fancies me.

The mad hatters, a rap band from Sunderland
Dee and Dum roll out from the bar on a bottle of rum
and the Queen of Hearts farts silently,

I come back now and again
and pretend to be sane
but if you want to find me
knock on the door at the
bottom of the tree,

I’ll see you there.

© 2019, John Smallshaw.