All in the golden afternoon
Full leisurely we glide;
For both our oars, with little skill,
By little arms are plied,
While little hands make vain pretense
Our wanderings to guide.
Thus grew the tale of Wonderland:
Thus slowly, one by one,
Its quaint events were hammered out —
And now our tale is done
And home we steer, a merry crew,
Beneath the setting sun.
Alice! a childish story take,
And with a gentle hand
Lay it where Childhood's dreams are twined
In Memory's mystic band,
Like pilgrim's withered wreath of flowers
Plucked in a far-off land.
"Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it. " - The Duchess
"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail.
"There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail.
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on the shingle —
will you come and join the dance?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?
He sent them word I had not gone
(We know it to be true):
If she should push the matter on,
What would become of you?
My notion was that you had been
My notion was that you had been
(Before she had this fit)
An obstacle that came between
Him, and ourselves, and it.
Don't let him know she liked them best,
Don't let him know she liked them best,
For this must ever be
A secret, kept from all the rest,
Between yourself and me.
'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,'
'I don't know where. . .'
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
'In that direction,' the Cat said, waving its right paw round,
'lives a Hatter: and in that direction,' waving the other paw,
'lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad.'
'But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
'Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat:
'we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
'How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice
'You must be' said the Cat
'or you wouldn't have come here'
5 comments:
Did someone throw a rock on your head?
-- i love you even though you're crazy. :))
grace, your lesbo partner. :)
i seriously am becoming an avid fan of your blog.
-Marc (a.k.a the guy who called u an addict)
P.S. so wait, ur not an addict. but ur a lesbian? or was that a joke? ;)
Marc,
thanks :D Do you have a blog of your own?
Ignore grace, she's a retard :P I'm not a lesbian, trust me.
I cant really describe myself in a nutshell, but im not an addict, a lesbian or a murderer. ;)
well, no. i dont write blogs. In fact, I dont normally read blogs but somehow I got hooked on yours. Ur blog really is one of a kind.
ok, so ur straight, clean, and innocent. got it. I'll keep that in mind.
and,um..Kennedy? are u like a president's daughter or something???
aww, thanks! so how'd you get onto my blog? :/
Yes, clean, straight, innocent to a certain extent :P
No i'm not related to JFK. gah, if i had a nickel.. ;) kidding.
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