A Thick Stick In One's Hand Makes

So She Sat On With Closed Eyes, And Half Believed Herself In Wonderland, Though She Knew She Had But To Open Them Again, And All Would Change To Dull Reality.

'o Tiger-lily,' Said Alice... 'i Wish You Could Talk!' 'we Can Talk,' Said The Tiger-lily: 'when There's Anybody Worth Talking To."

They've A Temper, Some Of Them - Particularly Verbs, They're The Proudest - Adjectives You Can Do Anything With, But Not Verbs.

In A Wonderland They Lie, Dreaming As The Days Go By

Little Alice Fell D O W N The Hole, Bumped Her Head And Bruised Her Soul