eat me, drink me
hurry now, i'm running late
would you like a push in the right direction,
or should we just leave it up to fate?
he falls down the rabbit hole,
i stumble through the looking glass
where we'll dance together in the rain,
lie together in the grass.
my white king will slay the jabberwocky,
opal sword will meet ground with a clatter,
and here i am, so madly in love
in fact, i'm as mad as a hatter.
.VG.