Mary Alice Catherine got bored one blustery day.
So into her attic she went to find something with which to play.
She spied Papa’s pink flamingo standing dusty by the dormer,
And a silly grinning stuffed kitty, upside down, tossed in the corner.
Auntie Merriweather’s teacup was a superior find,
Its face was a little unnerving but Alice did not mind.
She gathered all of her treasures and off to play, she ran.
Alice was to have an adventure, she would call it wonderland.