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Carroll's song

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Master
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0 posted 03-09-2000 09:03 PM       View Profile for Master   Email Master   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit Master's Home Page   View IP for Master

This story we’ll start from a puzzling end--
Alice, herself, will be quite bewildered:
What becomes of a tale right then--
After it’s fully told to the children?

Where, for exapme, is the magical hat?--
Where is the fairy? Gasper the ghost?
A? Eh-eh! My dear, little chap,
That’s what counts most!

They do not vaporize, they do not shrink in size,
Told in a children’s tale, seen in a wild dream –and--
To the Land of Miracles each character then flies
And we will surely meet them somewhere upon that land...

There’s still much undiscovered there...
It’s easy to get tricked and lose yourself further
And goosebumps will spring on your back from the scare--
If you just imagine what could occur there

If there’s a gap and you have to jump,
Will you be brave or will you get lost?
A? Eh-eh! My dear, little chap,
That’s what counts most!

The Good and Evil in this place, like anywhere, are wandering
But here they’re isolated and live within their sets
Here on these dusty roads, weird stories are always rambling
And fantasies are running on their long and skinny legs

And finally, a desire that I have to mend--
Anywhere, anytime for children to know me
I’ll be a bird in this wonderful land
A bird named Dodo—the children have called me

Even my Alice seems quite stumped,
How was I packed into this host?
A? Eh-eh! My dear, little chap,
That’s what counts most!

There are much stranger things that happen in this place
There are no limits, -- you could swin, could run and fly
It isn’t hard to get there, -- for each one there’s a space
You could appear there instantly—just dream, give it a try!

© Copyright 2000 Andrey Kneller - All Rights Reserved
Marilyn
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1 posted 03-09-2000 10:05 PM       View Profile for Marilyn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Marilyn

I was very confused and yet awed in this bizzard place you have brought me. Very interesting read Master.  
EagleScorpion
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2 posted 03-09-2000 11:53 PM       View Profile for EagleScorpion   Email EagleScorpion   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for EagleScorpion

one of those lines sticks in my head,
"Fantasies on thier long and skinny legs"
puzzling indeed, I've been sitting here for quite a few minutes trying to piece it together. A worthy piece of work, nonetheless
Denise
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3 posted 03-10-2000 02:03 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Very interesting! I enjoyed this very much Master! Very creative! I'd never thought of that concept....what happens to a tale after it has been told! Why to the Land of Miracles, of course, to live on forever!  
This is absolutely enchanting, Master!

Denise
 
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