Alice Overboard

Slip slide, fall off a skate.
Spinning head, rabbit runs late.
Sorry dear, the Red Queen says.
The party's over, now go to bed.
But I've just gotten here, Alice says to she,
and the man with the hat, made a very nice tea.
A wink and a nod, he throws her way.
The doors were shrinking anyway.
Up in the tree we see the cat's wicked smiles,
looking down o'er the checkerboard trials.

Red square picnic
Black square rave town.
Red square feel thick
Black square fell down.

You look a little dizzy dear,
why not lay down on a thistle here?
The run in your stockings has gotten out of hand.
Your ears are ringing from the sound of the band.
What did you have before you came to the show?
Crowd surfing baby took a little blow.
Echoed voices in her ears,
blurred vision through confused tears.
Room spinning,
head dizzying.
Vision fades to black cream,
It is now, when she had the dream....