''In some place, was a dream,
Who dreamed it, was unkown
Such a truly Tiny dream it was,
The little dream thought,
I don't want to be vanishing like this,
How do I get People to watch me?
The Little dream thought and though,
And came up with something.
'If I get people to stray into me,
and let them make the world!'
The first Alice was a woman of the Spade,
Who couragisly held a sword in her hand,
Chopped down anything in her way
of making a red path for herself,
That Alice was brought deep into the forest,
locked in as the sinner,
In addition to the way of the forest,
her life was unknown
The second Alice was a man of the Diamond,
He tamely sang a song in Wonderland,
To fill all kinds of sound,
And produced a crazy world,
That Alice had Rose Flowers,
And a cross-eyed man shot at him,
He came out as the bright red flower bloom,
Everyone loved him, and to be dying
The third Alice was a child of the Clover,
She had a beautiful figure in wonderland,
For many people to delude,
A strange country was created,
That Alice was the Queen,
She posses the dream of distortion,
She traveled to the country in a rotten Body,
The fourth Alice were Twins of the Heart,
Bringing their curiousity to Wonderland,
Making a door to All kinds of bogus,
Big Sister is tough,
little brother intelligent,
They were near to the first alice,
But their dream has yet to awaken.
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2nd ver.
((Once upon a time, there lived a lovely dream. It's creator was unknown, so it seems.
The little dream thought, "I don't want to vanish so simply. Is there a way to make the people notice me?"
The little dream thought and thought... and came up with an idea so grand.
"I could get people to stray into me, make a world with their own hands." wink )
The first Alice was gallant with a sword in hand
She skipped off into the woods and off to Wonderland
Cutting anyone and anything that blocked her path
Up until the Earth was soaked with red to show her wrath
Such an Alice was to be trapped inside the trees
A criminal locked away forced to beg on her knees
Other than the path she made while cutting in the wood
No one knew she existed and she was gone for good
The second Alice was a sweet and a humble man
He would always sing a song to his dear Wonderland
The many tones he sang they twisted and they swirled
And thus he created an equally mad world
Such an Alice was a man of flower and of rose
Got shot down by a man who could not take his own woes
And there in the forest bloomed a flower blood red
Once loved and enjoyed by all, is now left for dead
The third Alice was a child blessed with a fine form
She had vowed to take off and take Wonderland by storm
She seduced the various town folk to do her work
And she ruled a strange country while wearing a strange smirk
Such an Alice was the Queen of a Strange Country
When possessed by a strange dream the people went to flee
For they were frightened by such an ugly looking corpse
Once the gorgeous ruler now a body lost and warped
Meanwhile, two children followed the red path
Stopped next to a dead rose for some tea and a nap
Then there was an invite to the strange castle
It was a little card of hearts
The fourth Alice were two kids who looked alike from birth
Curious, they searched for this Wonderland on Earth
Passing through the various doors to find it, although
They had already arrived not too long ago
Stubborn big sister and her
Wiser younger brother, they
Were the closest to being the 3: "Alice of Wonderland"
So the two would never wake up from their perfect dream
They had founded Wonderland afterall, so it seems
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