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Impeccable Imagination
She wandered far and wide,
In her head though,
Imagining dresses and costumes,
Like Alice, in rabbit’s burrow.
She plans on the dance,
A little hippety-hoppity stance,
For someone like me,
There’s no chance to flee.
The updo comes undone,
Dresses fly in the sun,
Heels go slipping out,
When she comes to reality,
Yet with impeccable imagination throughout.
