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Alice Meets Dorothy
Alice Meets Dorothy
by Londis Carpenter
(Alice in Wonderland Meets Dorothy in Oz)
One night I came home after tipping a few
Rounds of my favorite bartenders brew.
The kids nestled up and were ready for bed,
And asked that I tell them a story I read.
Wonderland and Oz were two stories they craved,
Which left me to ponder which one I should brave.
So, thinking my children just might be amused,
If, in telling my story both tales I could fuse,
How Alice meets Dorothy becoming her friend,
And all that might happen and how it might end.
So here, verse-by-verse, is the story I told:
I said, Sooner or later it had to unfold,
That Dorothy and Alice’s paths both should cross
Down in Wonderland, or somewhere in Oz.
But it happened in Kansas, not far from the farm.
Toto chased the White Rabbit, not meaning to harm
The poor frightened bunny, who ran through the forest,
Where the two girls would meet, as the outcome of course.
No confusion was meant when this mishap occurred.
But the stories now merged in a tale quite absurd.
And it fell on this poet to put into verse
The adventure that followed this fairy tale curse.
Alice chased the White Rabbit and Dorothy her dog.
And everyone met at the edge of a bog.
Now, what happened next was never quite clear,
Somehow they wound up going back through the mirror.
In the looking-glass land things were never exact.
The right was the left and the front was the back.
To go down you went up and you never quite got
To the place you were going. And a yes was a not.
You went slow if you hurried and you never got near,
For the place you were going was already here.
The White Rabbit chased Toto, who always was late.
And the Witch from the North was a lady named Kate.
The Wizard of Oz was a wizard of might,
Whom they hoped they could find to unscramble their plight.
While the Cheshire Cat grinned, with a frown upside down,
He gave them a riddle where the Wiz could be found.
“Don’t look and you’ll find him.” the cat said with glee,
“For he’s not the one lost, like you are you see.”
And, while Dorothy grew taller, poor Alice stayed small.
And the Mad Hatter danced at the plight of them all.
The Scarecrow was clueless; the Tinman was froze.
And Toto just followed his puppy dog nose.
The Joker made sense and he gave them a hint,
“If you stand in one place you’ll go back where you went.”
So they all stood in place, and waited quite still,
And wound up in their homes with this story to tell.
I looked at the kids who were sleeping quite sound
Much relieved, for my story had finally run down.
But my tale has a moral that is really quite clear.
Stories often get stretched when you mix them with beer.
But the story I’ve told really has meanings three,
Which I know you can find, If you truly know me.
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