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Gummie Bear Shot Glass
As I lay in bed,
I turn to see you slumber.
So like my Alice in Wonderland's forest,
You slept wit worry and fright.
But I am the Cheshire Cat that watched from above,
With my ghost like touch, I sent you shivers and uncertainty.
Though I am mad and insane,
I am still the only one you can trust.
You won't trust me fully,
But I understand.
I wouldn't really want to trust a manic-grinning psycho either.
You are my luscious candy,
And I am the glass walls keeping you forever by my side.
To have all to myself,
Your mine.
The Queen can't even take you from me.
And if I were sentence to execution by her highness,
My last words would be to you, this:
'My Alice, I will not leave you,
I will become part of this wretched land, you fear so.
I will bring down my ax upon any who trouble you, her highness's court, and The Queen herself,
Grinning all the while.
I shall be back for you, My dear Alice.'
And all that I shall.
A dead cat,
With a monstrous smile.
If you thought I was crazy before,
I'm sorry to say,
I might frighten you a little more.
You would fear me.
Wonderland would fear me.
Fuck, I fear me.

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