I have a
Cheshire Cat Grin.
Just as mad
Just as eerie.
I have a Cheshire Cat Smile,
I'll coo to you in the wisps of your rage,
"Oh, but didn't you know?"
But you never knew
You never knew,
Did you?
I have a
Cheshire Cat Grin,
Because I am just as mad,
Just as eerie,
Just as innocent,
And just as deadly,
Within the words, the stories I spin,
The webs I weave.
I have a
Cheshire Cat Smile,
And, Darling Dear,
I'm Mad as a Hatter.
Did you hear?
Did you hear?
The crash and the clatter?
Did you see?
Were you there?
When all that red splattered?
I am the
Voice of the Trees at Night,
I am the
Whisper in Your Bones when Panic Takes Flight.
I am the
Cheshire Cat
And honey, look at my smile.
I am the
C
H
E
S
H
I
R
E
(They're burning in the fire!)
C
A
T
(What was that?)
Feel the shiver down your spine,
As the air of this toothy feline
Makes you wonder
Where does madness draw the line?
Do you want the answer?
Will you chance her?
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?"*
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 10:15 PM UTC
I have a
Cheshire Cat Grin.
Just as mad
Just as eerie.
I have a Cheshire Cat Smile,
I'll coo to you in the wisps of your rage,
"Oh, but didn't you know?"
But you never knew
You never knew,
Did you?
I have a
Cheshire Cat Grin,
Because I am just as mad,
Just as eerie,
Just as innocent,
And just as deadly,
Within the words, the stories I spin,
The webs I weave.
I have a
Cheshire Cat Smile,
And, Darling Dear,
I'm Mad as a Hatter.
Did you hear?
Did you hear?
The crash and the clatter?
Did you see?
Were you there?
When all that red splattered?
I am the
Voice of the Trees at Night,
I am the
Whisper in Your Bones when Panic Takes Flight.
I am the
Cheshire Cat
And honey, look at my smile.
I am the
C
H
E
S
H
I
R
E
(They're burning in the fire!)
C
A
T
(What was that?)
Feel the shiver down your spine,
As the air of this toothy feline
Makes you wonder
Where does madness draw the line?
Do you want the answer?
Will you chance her?
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?"*
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