𝕽𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑 𝕭𝖑𝖚𝖊, 𝕽𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑 𝕿𝖗𝖚𝖊

Royal Blue, Royal True.

On the throne,
Made of rabbit fur and gold.
Alice is now ruling,
Or is she now?

And with her childish ways,
The ones we saw before,
She is now our queen,
Will this land rise or fall.

Paint the roses, In any colour, Lets hand them now to her, and watch as she devours.
She shall see the flowers singing,
The rocks dancing,
The trees talking,
The cards stalking.

Feed her the plants from the ocean blue, or fruit from the trees above
That is the only way, she can rule.
She knows what play is- but does she know to rule!
She doesn`t know how to be a queen so true.
But at least she is not the one we knew before. 

The only thing we want her to do is command.
But she will not do that, no!
What goes in her brain?
What is it that were not seeing?
Where is the rabbit that led her here,
Oh Alice, dont you see You have been medicated.

(Damn that Caterpillar....)