Yesterday's Temper is Today Polite
"I've a small bird on my tongue!
It cries out each time I'm to open my mouth;
faint with a red dappled wing,
soft breasted and it's tangerine beak.
It is keeping me quite happy,
I must say, when it chirps lightly."
"A small bird? Let me have a look at it.
I'll capture it for the study
we'll face it North through a speck of sunlight
it's head at a tilt and tail going upwards."
"You might damage it so
or else cause it to hide
and I'll certainly not let anything at it!"
"I could go gently and whisper, very politely
--small bird, have you a song for me?
Come closer so we'll have a better idea of each other."
"Once I'd have pleaded for you to trap a sparrow
who jumped about for hours and sang too sweet,
I'd grown thin, until I'd bit it's twittering head off!"
"Oh! Not very lady like.
I'll have a fear of you, if you go on that way."
"I could have enlisted your help with the very large crow;
he'd terribly over-took my whole mouth
and caused me such melancholy.
When I would notice my reflection
it'd seem darker with circles growing menacingly.
I'd spent a month drunk on whiskey."
"Oh yes, today you've a very nice complexion."
"And I'm kinder also, you know."
~Here ya go Jack...and a
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll
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