Hatter's Tea Party

Gather around the tea table, time to make my brand new fable

March Hare, runnin' late for my date, Alice in my head and I can't dissipate

These naggin' thoughts, in which I am caught, 10/6 is my score on the spot

Hat on my head, price tag to slot, till I'm dead from a mercury shot

Gather around, come one, come all, come big, come small, come 10ft tall

Drink some tea, right next to me, time for tea is inexorably

Always stable like my mind, that which I've yet to find

Do re mi fa so la ti do, I don't even know how to flow

But rhyming is timing the lining of words aligning sublimely to unnerve my urge

For madness, hatter with a bad sense of taste, eatin' words backwards in haste

As I use paste for all my pastries, tasty cakes of fate, I made, see?

I'm the hatter growin' fatter, energy and matter are my chatter

I snare rabbits, with bad habits, hip hoppin' drip droppin' like a magnet

Pullin' metal, my foot is to the pedal on the yellow brick road, fellow slick with a goad

As my music, tellin' you to lose it, your marbles, but I'm translated so its garbled

And a little bit insane, see it's okay, my brain's just sprained

 

See I'm free outside the box, and you're still inside messin' with the locks

I've opened the doors of my perception, with scores of spores of fungal infection

I've seen things beyond your detection, sound in the air for my inspection

Visual auditory hallucinations, as I pick my place in this space then

 

So gather around its time for tea, one sip and you'll be free

To finally see, this Wonderland spree, that stands straight in front of thee

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