There once lived a young dame;

She kept people happy in Wonderland;

Until the ‘Bloody Big Head’ came;

And turned it into Underland.

There was a girl named Alice;

She kept things all clean and pristine;

But now there is nothing but malice;

And it’s all because of the Red Queen.

She pillaged and plundered;

And burned down our homes;

It seemed as though the whole world thundered;

As she destroyed it as simply as a piece of foam.

I sit here with the March Hare;

Waiting for her return;

The girl with the longish hair;

Who can help the tables turn.

Alice can help us;

She can tear down the throne;

The young girl can help us;

She can rebuild our home.

So please, Alice;

Come to our aid;

We need you, Alice;

We need our Fraptious Day.