A welcome, a welcome
that wasn't skillfully
planned
I welcome you to
Blunderland
Mistakes, mistakes
not in short supply
with consequences
and hopes you won't
die.
"off with you head"
The Blunder Queen said
while you run
each step becomes a mile
Hurry, hurry
you need to see Cheshire's
smile
Searching for the 'pillar's
winding smoke
Running around
before the white rabbit spoke
It's time, TIME!
The escape has come to an end
You can't leave from
Blunderland
You cross the ocean
filled by the drop of a tear
and I want you to know
We're all mad
Here.