OLWG #29 – Through the Looking Glass, Revisited (Bad Poetry)

 Written for OLWG #29



Ever been too high?

no? Neither have I

I once took a header

through a rabbit hole though.

I met no queens, I met no hatters

nor albino bunnies, if that even matters.

 

At a long wooden table, all set for tea

was a dapper transvestite, looking at me.

He peered through specs, with really thick glass

in disbelief he glanced askance.

He, you see; was impeccably dressed

I on the other hand looked quite the mess

 

I didn’t smoke hookahs, saw no smiling cats,

but I saw something almost as int’resting as that.

At dawn there were birds and two fat boys;

with a friendly sensei.

who spoke at me – to my surprise;

taught me to use mushrooms, for controlling my size.

 

When I woke, I had a knot on my head

I felt horrible, wished I was dead

I recalled a walrus named Paul, a carpenter too

I remember the face of a singer named Grace.

Ever been too high?

no? Neither have I.


This week’s prompts are

  1. Neither have I
  2. An impeccably dressed transvestite
  3. The birds at dawn

 

12 thoughts on “OLWG #29 – Through the Looking Glass, Revisited (Bad Poetry)

  1. Love the Beatles and Grace references! I’m still slogging away at my submission. The prompts this week threw me for a loop for some reason. Soonly I will post

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