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Let's go to wonderland
It's such a beautiful place;
My Minds already down there
sitting at my table place.

My body's only waiting,to fall on down the hole
The hatter he's awaiting for me to come along.
The great beasts around all adore me,
for they see me as their queen.

The rabbits never late,or so he says,
but it seems to me
that he must be,
for he's all but forgotten me.

Yes oh yes don't you see?
wonderland was meant for me.
all the creatures,and all the land,
was created for people like me ,by hand.

You see people like us
know to well;we've all been through a bit of hell.
Our mind has gone down the hole,
While are bodies are left to stroll .

we've all but gone mad can't you see?
but my love,you cant blame me
it's much to fun to ever go back,
so my dear cut me some slack.

Oh you see there he is Mr rabbits come back again,
wouldn't you know it's time to go! tata fair well,
You're place is set and ready to go
for when you're bodies done with its stroll.

I'll see you here in a few short years
because you see your minds already down and fallen down the hole.
So I'll see you here give it a year?
and you'll be with me in wonderland.
I never see that prettiest thing--
A cherry bough gone white with Spring--
But what I think, "How gay 'twould be
To hang me from a flowering tree."
i want to
tuck songs
behind your
ear like loose
hair because
it's the only
way i can
tell you
how i
feel.
You can't force a feeling.
Your pen will not be fooled.
Ink dries in mockery
Of your obvious lies
Leaving an imprint
Like the ghost of a shadow
Of someone you wish you were
I’m the whether man, I love you;
Whether you are happy or you’re sad,
The whether man will always know
What kind of day you’ve had.

I’m the whether man, I love you;
Whether you are cold or you are hot,
I can always tell your temperature
Whether you like it or not.

I’m the whether man, I love you;
Whether it is night or day,
I’m always gonna love you whether
You choose to go or stay.

I’m the whether man, I love you;
Whether you are rich or you are poor,
Whether you are down and out,
Or good luck’s knockin’ at your door

I’m the whether man, I love you;
But whether I’m happy is up to you
Whether I’m happy depends on
Whether or not you say you love me too!
pwl  6/7/15
wrote this for my girlfriend, Karen!
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