Wandering
Alice
by Bud Lemire on July 8,
2005
I call her
Wandering Alice, she wanders the halls to see
If anyone
would like a snickers, it turned out to be me
She wonders
where to get a book shelf
That will be
just right for herself
As she
wanders the halls and the lobby to see
She jingles
her hand, for she holds a key
"I
wonder just where, this key will go"
Only a turn
of events, will let her know
"Oh the
elevator numbers, are changing so fast"
As Wandering
Alice, wanders into the past
She remembers
a time long ago and far away
That plays on
her memory, on that special day
If you should
see Wandering Alice, on some distant street
Stop and say
hello to her, for she is wonderfully sweet
Oh, I call
her Wandering Alice, because she wanders around
And there's
always snickers, wherever she's found
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