Hatter

Time for The Mad Hatter. What was he really? Good or Evil..right or wrong? You decide.

It's white as snow
Pulling you in.
And crisp as rain
Til you begin

to feel no pain
as you do drift.
Feel it reign
just as swift.

Sits there quiet
as only mouse.
He is nothing
if not a louse.

He's reeling you in,
making you beg.
like a drunkard
needing a keg.

He's always one
to see, not do.
won't let you go
til he is through

Dealing poison
just to your mind.
Happiness you
will never find.