Wayne Leon Learmond
Number of posts : 12 Age : 61 Location : United Kingdom Job/hobbies : Writing articles of interest writing dark poetry Points : 27 Registration date : 2007-08-29
| Subject: {WonderLand} Thu Sep 06, 2007 7:40 am | |
| {WonderLand} {WonderLand} {Year:1888}. Brought into her room. In a state of deep shock. Still clutching a rabbit, that she held like a lock
to her chest - his glass eye
dangling down. She held him so tightly, right next to her gown.
And if anyone dared, to take him from her. This stuffy old rabbit, she held so dear.
She would scream, and scream, until they gave in. Slipping into a slumber, when they left her within.
Her room. All by herself. Arm round her rabbit, as if she could tell - her protector.
Who would do her no harm. When by herself, he would suddenly warn, of the danger, that he was held in:
'Alice. Dear Alice. You must join me back in Wonderland.
It is so dark and grim. The Hatter's quite mad. You must save us from him.'
And suddenly, her eyes opened wide.
Memories of a fire, in which both parents' died -
from the SMOKE.
She could still hear their screams:
'ALICE! GET OUT! SAVE YOURSELF FROM THE FLAMES!'
She jumped and was found, on the ground.
Holding the rabbit, she held to her gown - so tightly.
Now from her mind, within.
Words of 'Deep Shock' were whispered, given.
To her Auntie and Uncle, who cared for her since, the fire took place, at her residence.
'Alice. You listening? Come back with me now.
The Hatter's gone mad, trying to drive us from town.
Beheading everybody that he can see. He has got no time now, for afternoon tea.
The dormouse is quaking. He's been hiding within, The Queen of Heart's palace. You must come and save him.
And the rest of us - fuck the golden key. Close your eyes, and enter with me.'
Alice, clutched onto the rabbit so tight. And closing her eyes, entered permanent night.
WONDERLAND.
So dismal, so dark. So cold with the sound of the Jabberwock's bark.
And there, in the distance, she could plainly see, The Mad Hatter's long legs, stamping on trees.
Wonderland is in danger. But what could she do? When suddenly there appeared, upon a mushroom.
The Caterpillar, with his long hookah pipe. Smoking the weed, and getting so high:
'Alice, my child. So you've come back to us?
Alas, Wonderland is not like it was.
The Hatter's fucked up. As if he wasn't already.
The Hatter's gone mental. His mind just ain't steady.'
'But, what do I do, to make it alright?' Pleaded poor Alice. 'Do I need to fight? Or use my brain? Tell me again. Give me the answer - and give me it plain.'
So The Caterpillar, uttered his words of wisdom:
'You must kill The Duchess. She is the reason for all of this mess. She is the reason for all of this worry.
Because somebody put too much pepper in her curry stew.
Her rage and anger, made everything dark. Dismal. And larger.
Wonderland was changed from outside - and within. Which is why it's so messed-up. Desolate and grim.
Kill The Duchess, and everything will be fine. Wonderland will go back to those happy times.
Of gaiety and quaintness. No worries or sin.
With you, my dear Alice. You will save us and win.'
Alice looked up, with her eyes open wide: 'How do I get to The Duchess, inside her home? Then what do I do?'
The Caterpillar peered down, and whispered: 'The stew.'
'The stew?' Replied Alice. 'What do you mean?'
'Creep into her house. And the White Rabbit that's been with you - every step of the way. Place HIM in the pot. Sacrifice HIM today.'
'NO!' Shouted Alice. 'That's a crappy thing to do. He is my friend. He ain't meant for no stew.'
'STEW! STEW! I'M MEANT FOR THE STEW!'
The White Rabbit shouted at The Caterpillar too.
'YOU! must sacrifice yourself. The Duchess is allergic, to White Rabbit Stew. In the end it is worth it.'
Then The Caterpillar puffed, on his long hookah pipe. Peered at Alice and asked: 'You alright?'
'Not really.' Replied Alice: 'He is my friend.'
'Ah.' Whispered The Caterpillar. 'But a friend till the end.'
The White Rabbit bristled with indignation: 'Why don't you kill yourself for this damn nation?'
'She is not allergic to me.' He answered right back. With a puff of his pipe, he then turned his back:
'Go. Go. Now you must go. Alice, dear child I have told you, now go.
Sacrifice. Sacrifice. That will save us. The key is the White Rabbit. Kill him you must.'
Alice turned, with tears in her eyes. Said to the White Rabbit:
'Are you willing to die - for me - if not Wonderland? The Hatter's upon us.
Now I understand the situation. Bunny, can't you see? If not for Wonderland, then do it for me.'
She kissed him deeply. She kissed him long. The White Rabbit responded. Moving aside his thong.
His thing was hard. His thing was long. He was ready and willing to show her his song.
But with a mighty roar. And a mighty shout. Mad Hatter stormed from the forest - and out:
'RUN!' Screamed the rabbit. 'RUN FOR OUR LIVES. WE MUST FIND THE DUCHESS, AND BRING HER DEMISE!
PUT ME INTO THE CURRY STEW! I WILL SACRIFICE ME, TO SAVE YOU TOO!'
So they ran, as fast as could be. Puffing and panting, the White Rabbit and she.
With The Hatter behind them, catching them up. Who was taller then the trees - and a China cup.
And as Alice ran, she remembered the scene. The last time she entered, this Wonderland dream.
Then it was so innocent, childish and lazy:
With the Cheshire Cat, and the Queen of Hearts lady.
And Tweedledum and Tweedledee. And the Little Bill, and Humpty Dumpty.
They have disappeared. Where have they gone? Have they been hiding, all along?
Or have they been beheaded, in The Mad Hatter's spree? Now there is hardly anyone left, to see.
And then, right there. Right in front of their eyes. The Duchess's house. Looming, rising so high.
Foreboding and threatening. The rabbit did shake. Shiver and tremble. Shiver and quake.
'We must hurry. Quickly.' Whispered Alice in haste. 'Go round the back. Let's not use the side gate.'
So they crept round the back. They could still see The Hatter. As tall as the trees, and carrying a platter, full of heads.
But he was looking for them. They found a side door, and entered within:
'I smell the stew,' whispered Alice. 'It's there. Bubbling away on the stove - needs a stir.'
'OH NO!' The White Rabbit cried: 'I SPOT THE DUCHESS. SHE IS OUT AND ABOUT WITH BLOOD ON HER DRESS!'
'Then, my dear friend. I must put you in the pot. Skin you and chop you, with all that I got.'
'What you must do, do it - and quickly. She is looking for mushrooms, large round and tasty.'
And with that, Alice, swung the axe. The White Rabbit's head landed in the sawdust.
His blood did shoot out, everywhere. From the gaping-wide gap - that never used to be there.
'Bunny. Oh, bunny.' She sobbed to herself. Wiping blood from her clothes. Grabbing a knife from the shelf.
Holding the knife, as hard as could be. Skinned the White Rabbit, and chopped him for tea.
Placing the pieces of meat in the pot. She stirred the hot stew, with all that she got.
And hid in the house after cleaning the blood. Working so fast. As fast as she could.
While outside, in the dark,
The Mad Hatter's rage, was equalled by, The Duchess's face.
Contorted with hatred and loathing within. She collected her mushrooms, and stormed back within, the house.
Alice, was as quiet as could be. Hiding in the dark - in the pantry.
The Duchess threw her mushrooms into the pot. Stirred them around with all that she got.
She could hear the hag mumbling, under her breath: 'I'm hungry. I'm hungry, but I need my rest.
No. I will eat first. And then I will sleep. Now where is that fucking big bowl that I keep? Ah, here it is.'
Alice heard her say. As she poured the stew in Alice said: 'Pour away.'
Sitting at her table, she began to eat. Taking large mouth-fulls of White Rabbit meat.
While, outside, The Hatter still raged. In a Wonderland so dark, dismal and grey.
Then suddenly, The Mad Hatter, kicked down the house. Brick and mortar, fell all about.
Alice looked up towering over her, to see:
The Mad Hatter, The Duchess, The Queen, and Humpty.
'OFF WITH HER HEAD! GRAB THE BITCH NOW!'
They started to scream, shout and scowl.
Then, without warning, The Duchess clutched at her heart.
Fell down with a BANG! Fell down with a START!
And Alice ran. As fast as could be.
Chased by The Queen. The Hatter. and big fat Humpty.
Then suddenly, as quickly as light.
Night turned to day - the sun was so bright.
Alice opened her eyes - looked down to see, a brand new white rabbit smiling at she.
Her Aunt and Uncle, came into her room. Noticed her colour return in full bloom.
After so many months of agony, they had got their niece back - and happily.
They hugged, and they kissed, and they cried with glee.
Alice turned to the White Rabbit and he whispered: 'Thank ye.
Wonderland is back to normality. Well, as normal as normal, as mad can be.
Go, my dear Alice. Have your afternoon tea. For we in Wonderland ARE FINALLY
FREE! .
Copyright {c}2006 Wayne Leon Learmond {WonderLand} {All Rights Reserved}
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| Subject: Re: {WonderLand} Sat Sep 15, 2007 3:32 pm | |
| Wow Wayne I love the twisted Alice and Wonderland About like my Roses are Red ones Wonderful Roses to you Teresa | |
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