a blonde waitress in a diner on minimum wage located off route 66 reads a battered book with a missing last page hoping to find a quick fix
with no family, friends, or cash to her name she needed to find a way out but a greying old man with a monocle came and quickly sorted her out
he placed a tablet before her and ran off in a terrible state but he called back over his shoulder "oh my goodness, how could i be late?"
she was puzzled and thought she had imagined it as the night shifts had made Alice sleepy but she peered down at the strange looking tablet and made out the two words 'eat me'
'what harm could it do?' she inquired as she carefully picked up the pill as she swallowed, her throat was on fire and she began to feel rather ill
her surroundings, they became hazy and her the blood in her body ran cold she convinced herself it was a daydream as she felt herself fall down a hole
she fell with a thud, then looked around and noticed that objects were massive then she realised that she was 10 feet underground stuck in a dark, ***** passage
a light in the distance lead her to a door 'what's behind it?' Alice then wondered and as she was now incredibly small she was able to just slip right under
peering around, she was taken aback as Alice saw things she did not understand in the midst of the night lay a large cheshire cat which grinned and said 'Welcome to Wonderland'
i know the details aren't right and it's not really in chronological order but it's just my interpretation of alice and wonderland by lewis carroll because that dude was high as hell when he wrote it :)))))))))))))
I have a fairy by my side Which says I must not sleep, When once in pain I loudly cried It said "You must not weep" If, full of mirth, I smile and grin, It says "You must not laugh" When once I wished to drink some gin It said "You must not quaff".
When once a meal I wished to taste It said "You must not bite" When to the wars I went in haste It said "You must not fight".
"What may I do?" at length I cried, Tired of the painful task. The fairy quietly replied, And said "You must not ask".
Moral: "You mustn't."
There are two things about this poem that made me want to post it. 1)After I say number 2 this seems rude maybe, but the way he wrote it was somewhat silly and made me laugh. Of course after much actual thinking I came to: 2) it seems like he's talking about sleep paralysis, which isn't a commonly written about subject. I enjoy this poem and I hope others do too.
He fell away with his uffish head all full and he bought what we couldn’t buy him and he didn’t buy what we swallowed whole or at least he sold it back or gave it away for vorpal heresies & novel fascinations
And just like we taught him to ride the red a few swipes away from bankruptcy and desolation but welcome and chortled to fail if that’s easier for now than climbing the Tumtum tree or trying to make it in this world well fed - given all to eat and truly loved
It’s curious how the rain gyred down today and stopped and came again and stopped because the cadence of his windshield wipers seemed to coincide with the crankier parts: only working when there’s nothing left to wipe
We don’t even give two ***** if a Jubjub bird falls dead and he whiffles away, sword between his legs (though that is dangerous) and the beast escapes. He can eat the **** bird for all we care, but for sustenance, not triumph
But our son is still lost; he’s frabjously writhing in the tulgey fiber of disappointment unable to slay even the puniest of borogoves His melancholy surpasses all comprehension and he isn’t coming home any time soon
He’s not galumphing back.
What use is a mimsy rhyme to the famished? How often are we warned, beamishly chastised of the brillig peril of worrying ourselves with feeding the slithy soul when the body burbles, always demands to eat first and is satisfied by no less than the frumious flesh of the fatted calf?