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World of Wonders
White rabbits, yes, much nonsense; Offering hats, ten, six pence. Red queens that are surely dense. Little Alice is falling, Darkness. Mad Hatter calling. Only here, red roses we fear. Feed your head, now that is queer. Well, Twiddle Dee, Twiddle Dum ... Oysters in season? Ho hum. Now you find you're nine feet high! Drowning in tears as you cry. Everyone grows up, you too. Row through adolescence new, Searching, Alice, as you do.
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