Phoebe In Wonderland Page #7

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I beg you, draw near #

#'T is an honor to see me,

a favor to hear #

#'T is a privilege high

to have dinner and tea #

# along with the Red Queen,

the White Queen, and me #

# So fill up the glasses

with treacle and ink #

# and anything else

that is pleasant to drink #

# mix sand with the cider

and wool with the wine #

# and welcome Queen Alice

with ninety-times-nine #

# with ninety-times-nine #

# with ninety-times nine #

# and welcome Queen Alice

with ninety times-nine #

Phoebe, It's almost tlme!

Phoebe?

Phoebe?

Miss Dodger.

There's something

I need to know.

You let him take you away, right...

...so we'd keep going on our own?

Who are you?

I- I hardly know, sir,

right now.

At least, I knew who I was

when I got up this morning...

...but I think I must have changed

many times since then.

Explain yourself.

I'm afraid I can't put it

more clearly...

...for I can't understand it myself

to begin with.

And being so many different

sizes in a day...

...it is very confusing.

It Isn't.

Well, perhaps

you haven't found it so yet.

But when you have to turn

into a chrysalis...

...you will someday, you know...

and then into a beautiful butterfly...

I think you'll feel

a little odd.

Not a blt.

Your feelings

may be different.

All I know is,

it would feel very strange to me.

You, who are you?

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