hehe- This is kind of a response to ones my boyfriend was writing. but it works as a stand alone as well. ^^
just for fun...
and maybe a little bit of crazy too~ *points below* here you go-
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When's tea time you ask?
well thats hard to say,
Since today is tomorrow,
and a week is yesterday,
The hatter is still,
No tea in his viens,
The clockwork is broken,
no party remains,
Empty like a used cup,
Gone like like a star,
His body's used up,
His mind is so far,
Automatrons,and geartrons,
A little bit of wine,
Everything is out of order,
without the law of time,
I cant say for you,
But I've been trying to call,
Seems you've been quite busy,
Whiting up that red hall,
Did you draw something for me?
Of lazy days and happy faces?
The Tortoise and the hare,
The latter always races,
Dont fret my dear friend,
The Shelled one won the loop,
But his ingenious prize,
was to become turtle soup.
A divine taste of skullery,
Tasted like the sea,
When something with such drollery,
Would do that to me?
Oh surely you dont think me cruel?
Thats what they're for,
now if you please,
bother me no more,
I have one last thing to say,
before this is at an end,
The red queen wanted me to ask you,
To tea, with her friends.
just for fun...
and maybe a little bit of crazy too~ *points below* here you go-
__________________________________
When's tea time you ask?
well thats hard to say,
Since today is tomorrow,
and a week is yesterday,
The hatter is still,
No tea in his viens,
The clockwork is broken,
no party remains,
Empty like a used cup,
Gone like like a star,
His body's used up,
His mind is so far,
Automatrons,and geartrons,
A little bit of wine,
Everything is out of order,
without the law of time,
I cant say for you,
But I've been trying to call,
Seems you've been quite busy,
Whiting up that red hall,
Did you draw something for me?
Of lazy days and happy faces?
The Tortoise and the hare,
The latter always races,
Dont fret my dear friend,
The Shelled one won the loop,
But his ingenious prize,
was to become turtle soup.
A divine taste of skullery,
Tasted like the sea,
When something with such drollery,
Would do that to me?
Oh surely you dont think me cruel?
Thats what they're for,
now if you please,
bother me no more,
I have one last thing to say,
before this is at an end,
The red queen wanted me to ask you,
To tea, with her friends.
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