Welcome To Wonderland

Welcome dear Alice,
To the wonderland world,
Where the grass is soft,
And the air is cool,
Where paths to nowhere,
If nowhere you seek,
Are as plenty as paths to days of the week.
The people here,
Though queer,
Are fair,
Excluding the cat, the queen and the hare,
The doorknob, the caterpillar, the white rabbit as well.
Our Mad Hatter, he sits in his cool garden square,
At his table with odd kinds of mismatched chairs,
His cups are filled to the top-to the brink!
Half cups half filled-with two sugars to drink,
In celebration of an unbirthday they share,
Of the Mad Hatter and the March Hare.
The Cheshire cat awaits you with glee,
From his place atop the cold forest tree,
Contorted stripes appear one by one,
A disembodied grin and a riddle about sin,
He fades in echoing laughter.
The caterpillar that smokes and sways,
Of the hookah he knows his ways,
Mushrooms and riddles he leaves,
When size and proportion have left you stranded.
Though well she seems in temperament not,
The Queen of Roses red,
When she isn’t happy she yells “OFF WITH YOUR HEAD”,
Poor king of hers to sit and wait,
And please this mighty lady,
Whose court of cards has a job that’s hard,
Of painting her roses red.
So welcome dear Alice,
To the wonderland world,
Where the grass is soft,
And the air is cool,
Where paths to nowhere,
If nowhere you seek,
Are as plenty as paths to days of the week.
The people here,
Though queer,
Are fair,
Beware,
Of the wonderland world that you seek,
Welcome,
Welcome.