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