Friday, August 08, 2008

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

In the Outback town of Oodnadatta
You’ll find Lewis Carroll’s Mad Hatter
He misses the joy that Alice brings
Alas, she lives in Alice Springs

6 comments:

willow said...

I love the name Alice. It was my grandmother's name.

quilly said...

Alice kept the dishes clean.
Alice baked the cake.
Alice kept the White Rabbit
From always being late.

travelling, but not in love said...

And their old mate, the Cheshire Cat
spends his days in Ballarat.

He's old these days and a little smelly,
and he has a thing for Ned Kelly.

Tash said...

Your clever poem reminded me of the first time I heard of Alice Springs - in the TV series or movie based on Neville Shute's novel. I remember then reading On the Beach & another one. Interesting how the mind makes connections. Thanks for triggering that memory.

74WIXYgrad said...

Alice would like to see the Hatter
And travel to the Outback
A trip like that takes lots of plans
And more luggage than a backpack

Golightly said...

Like Willow, my grandmother's name was Alice. but that's not why I have an affinity for Alice in Wonderland. I've just always loved it.