Inspired by prompt at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.
i once read a poet named Carroll
who rolled readers’ minds in a barrel
we spun in a tea cup
until Alice fessed up
and Mad Hatter declared white hare sterile!
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a poem in my pocket 
Nov 03, 2015 @ 21:06:04
I love your spinning tea~ lol
Nov 03, 2015 @ 22:25:13
Thanks, Ella 🙂
Sep 24, 2015 @ 09:30:57
Ha.. I wouldn’t want to be in the same tea-cup as Alice.
Sep 24, 2015 @ 11:59:46
😉