Alice and
Lucy loved to get high
And soar
through the bright diamond sky
Drift
through strawberry fields free and unseen
Sink to new
depths in a yellow submarine
Rise and run
through Wonderland
Dance and
sway to Sergeant Pepper’s band
Dancing with
the walrus and the mad hat geek
In the land
that had eight days in a week
But when the
high got low and they had to get back
Reality
would hit them with a vicious attack
Lying on the
floor feeling the plight
The vicious
comedown from a hard day’s night
They both
felt the rumble of stomach punches
The
inevitable craving for post high munchies
Alice looked
at Lucy with a sparkle in her eye
And said,
“How about rabbit stew and March hare pie?”
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