My Underland

If there was a place called Underland,
I'd follow that rabbit down the hole,
and never come back!

Yet instead of wondering where I am,
I'd go and explore, for I'd know where I am.
I'd know because I've been there before.

I'd go find where the tea party was happening,
So I'd have a trustworthy friend like the Mad Hatter.
I'd enjoy myself there, being in his presence.

I'd then go say hi to the White Queen,
I'd watch as she carried out her royal powers.
I'd look up to her, hoping to be the heir.

I'd then stop by Absolem,
Just to see who he thinks I am.
Hopefully I am who I am.

And then after killing the Jabberwocky,
I wouldn't drink it's blood,
And say bye to my dearest Mad Hatter.

I'd stay, I'd live in my Underland.
I'd live in the cutest house ever.
I'd keep on exploring, and having tea.

I'd stay there, and live.
Never growing old,
And never dieing.