Alice
a childish story take,
and Lay it where Childhood’s dreams

Alice
in Memory’s mystic band
like pilgrim’s withered wreath of flowers

Of wonders wild and new
in friendly chat with bird or beast
And half believe it true

Alice
a childish story take
and Lay it where Childhood’s dreams

The tale of Wonderland
(I know it)
thus slowly, one by one
its quaint events were hammered out
and now the tale is done

Alice