(The tune of "Hush Little Baby")
Poor little Alice,
Can't go to sleep.
The jabberwocks will get her,
and Bumby is a creep.
If you see the Cheshire,
Talk to him.
Don't let his vile comments
Get under your skin.
The Hatter will help you
for all his parts,
But though he's alive
he doesn't have a heart.
The writer is eccentric
When he's writing plays.
The walrus and the carpenter
Will have food for days.
The caterpillar
Will smoke you out,
But he'll know the answers
with out a doubt
And then you'll be
your own surprise,
What you're seeing
is a red disguise.
The dolls are evil
They will kill you.
The end of the dollhouse,
Won't come soon.
When the Dollmaker
plucks your strings,
Try to ignore
All the little things.
Go on Alice,
Defeat the train,
Don't let Doctor Bumby
Destroy your Brain.
