Tarts Poem by The White Rabbit

Tarts



the Queen of Hearts has lost her tarts
and i'm the one to pay for it
for the ferret has been gone
the dish left sitting in a hall
the king runs by
the knights scream
as the dect of cards plea for my safty
but i know better by now
for i'm the White Rabbit
an she is my Queen

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