Down the Rabbit Hole ; Smallest First

Come My Dear Quickly The Wolf Is Out
And Prowls The Woods; Down The Rabbit Hole,
Smallest First

No, oh goodess my child,
You'll never fit down like that,
What are we to do ?
The Wolf stalks the flesh,
One to fulfil his carnal desire,
Devour all that is innocent,
What ever happened to my fragile princess,
That wandered the forest silent,
For weightless steps make not a sound,
She wore a dress so feather light,
That shone in sun was snow white,
Her umber hair did cloak a glance,
Hands that dainty and kind,
A face to behold, oh yes indeed,
Deep hollows that made her cheeks,
Eyes so bottomless; i swear i lost myself,
She wore no shoes, why when so weightless,
Nothing could penetrate the skin,
I swore i saw her not long ago,
She wandered off and called 'won't be long',
But she never returned to me,
I fear the wolf had his way,
That their paths crossed and she lost her vanity,
Oh my poor little princess.

But hurry, we must act fast,
Distance shrieks from fallen nymphs,
As wolf amusing his sexual stance,
Are growing ever closer,
And my dear, as i stand before you,
I know to well, you will be taken,
Remember all White Rabbit has taught you,
Don't speak to indulgence till its needed,
No replying to wholesome bliss,
Shrink down to the right frame,
In order to save ones self,
From a most gruesome fate,
I will stay as long as it takes,
But if the wolf shall come,
And my maiden not prepared,
You must face him all alone,
White Rabbit cannot interfer; i have done my part,
It will be time for you to prove yours,

Pick up your body,
And begin to see the destiny that awaits,
May what is left of innocence,
Be devoured by a sinful beast,
Undress the wonderland wh0re;
And feed her to the wolves,
In this gory blood fest,
Like the child i know she can be,
Learn to cry for what she wants,
And from not to far away,
I shall witness this metamorphsis,
From inprisoned sorrowful soul,
To blushing Rabbit's Bride

Another scream from woodland beauty,
He draws closer every moment,
In which we must not hesitate,
I shall auidence from the flower patch,
Trust the intentions and rid the body of needless desire,
In no time, you shall be my Queen,
A pauper wolf's dinner, to a King's banquet,
Let us eat ; not you.