Through twisted thicket,
Bushes and brush, bushes and brush.
Oasis keen, trees so green,
Alice! Were in a rush!
Tick, tock, pocket watch.
Alice, please do come!
Follow me, to forever be,
Marching to the beat of YOUR drum.
Follow me down, into the thick,
Of an antique collection on hold.
And when you track, watch your back,
For venemous trickle weed, bold!
Follow me to, the place in this world,
That crystal bugs, queens and kings roam.
For when you return, you'll forever yearn,
To return to the leave huts of chrome.
Drink what says to Drink It,
To fit into door so small,
And when you do, our world is true,
To the rabbits feeble call.
I'm late! I'm late!
Follow me full!
This way Alice, this way!
To the rabbit hole!
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