Through the looking glass we go,
Once seen through,
There's no stopping the course of history,
A dress you see yourself to wear,
Like a princess in a Disney movie,
If I could muster enough privilege,
Believe you me,
I'd buy the dress for you my love and dearest,
And all the world to see,
A custom fit for my angel princess,
Down the rabbit hole we go,
To a world of a sense of wonder,
And childhood astonishment,
The awe, the glee, ,
We'd imagine between us two...
Not a world of Cheshire cats, ,
But better, a world with you and me
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