Bewilderment , USA
Cheshire Grin ,
When I was just a little calf
my psyche split by two in half
Not that anybody'd know
on your mark , get set , and go!
Sometimes I race against myself
to get" The Book " down off the shelf
I look things up , I'm curious
to school I rode the Silly-bus
Though some may think me quite confused
it's how I keep myselves amused
Some words in there are pretty neat
I like meter , rhyme , and feet
It be-hooves me very much
to let some think I'm out of touch
Because I know the real score
where they've but two , I have got four
And mo' is better as we all know
If not there're places one shouldn't go
The point I make if you can catch it
I've never done those deeds with Cratchit
Monger rumors all you want
Italicize or change the font
Cheshire Grin the game's a-foot
Watch those feet and where they're put
The distance measured North to South
may not quite keep them from your mouth
With no afore-thought of any malice
if you don't trust me just go ask Alice
Now here's the problem if I may intuit
Staying here interferes with the continuit..
EEEEE-gads! A shocking revelation
I left those nuts at that desert station !
I think it was area fifty-one
I wanted to leave I thought we were done
It's all coming back but still kinda fuzzy
The "Bus " was hi-jacked by some grinnin "WhatWuzzy"
See ya there ...