The Hatter's Revenge
A Poem by Holly Morningstar

Often, had the hatter
Set out silver luncheon platter
And teapots and teacups, to be sure
Still, had the hatter had her
In the former, not the latter
Then perhaps he would have set a little more
Pondering, he waited
As his thoughts were congregated
Just to be thrown about his mind, again set free
No sooner than he'd plated
Was the dormouse all sedated
He'd been waiting ages by the thousands just to see
When this girl would be arriving
While she'd been absent, they'd been dining
But not in any manner manageable to you or me
They'd been moving, they'd been swapping
They'd been serving, they'd been topping
They'd done just about everything, aside from having tea
By this time when time was timeless
When she did all but stay in kindness
And the girl asked only for a rabbit she did not know
The hatter's hat aflap with chatter
The jam he spread was spreading splatter
His smile affixed with each excuse for her to go
Then this rabbit comes in jumping
While he's been busy sugar lumping
And the smile across his face begins to fade
He's been kindly, he's been kingly
He's been giving and Kris Kringley
But now he ponders poignant prospects of throwing shade
And as the rabbit starts to leaving
The hatter makes haste to halt and thieving
And slams his watch upon the table for all to bare
Just as the rabbit starts to reason
The hammer hatter holds is brought to feast on
The rabbit's watch as watching wilts his visage to despair
Now the hatter says he's fixing
But all around can see he's mixing
The condiments and confections into the gears
He's been waiting, he's been watching
Now this pocket watch is botching
All the plans for tea he'd set and sat in all these years
And now the hatter hands it broken
To the rabbit who's barely spoken
The rabbit shivers as the hatter sits himself aglee in gloom
The girl's a little shaken
As she reaches for a chair that's not been taken
Then the hatter yells right at her "No room!"
About the Creator
Holly Morningstar
Dare I dream of a world where creativity does not illustrate the thoughts, ideas and dreams of the individual across the sea of the united, so its lessons, ponderings and wonders may not colour the many-shaded greys of an artless world?



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