As Alice's glass
To this Haiku from my last
The Hatter's still mad
The sun rises still
And being drunk on my fill
You're scantilly clad
Dreams never come true
Unless the dreams are of you
My hat, please, My lad
As Alice's glass
To this Haiku from my last
The Hatter's still mad
The sun rises still
And being drunk on my fill
You're scantilly clad
Dreams never come true
Unless the dreams are of you
My hat, please, My lad
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Thank you too, Pamela. And, Scupper....well, you know how I feel about you.