May 2014
I stumbled into a world
where good vs. evil was routine;
where cards were alive, cats talked,
and a strange man asked me to tea.
I was young and forgetful,
the memory faded away
then one day I fell again
chasing a rabbit with a familiar face.
I was confused
my destiny once again unclear
a peculiar catterpillar
told me what was to appear.
If I shall fall again,
and be given another test
I hope the question is
"how is a raven like a writing desk?"
where good vs. evil was routine;
where cards were alive, cats talked,
and a strange man asked me to tea.
I was young and forgetful,
the memory faded away
then one day I fell again
chasing a rabbit with a familiar face.
I was confused
my destiny once again unclear
a peculiar catterpillar
told me what was to appear.
If I shall fall again,
and be given another test
I hope the question is
"how is a raven like a writing desk?"
