The Hatter Quipped Another Tune…

alice-in-wonderland

When asked what did she ever mean?
The masquerade would make her queen
Perhaps the question came too soon
The Hatter quipped another tune.

Just like quicksilver in his hand
The waves erased her tracks in sand
Song sparrow perched in waning moon
The Hatter quipped another tune.

So close the grail, so close the end
Fractured glass you cannot mend
Bleeding hearts that bud in June
The Hatter quipped another tune.

Want an answer, read a book
Hand on shoulder, adore that look
Butterfly flits and poems strewn
The Hatter quipped another tune.
(Copyright 8-19-11)

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