Once upon a midnight dreary.. ..while you pondered weak and weary at this old and deadbeat door.. ..we, the founders of the Teaparty Society were sitting at the round table to enjoy a nice cup of tea. In here, every time is tea time - every clock has stopped at five o' clock. And we wonder - did you follow that stupid white rabbit to get in here or was it just pure fate, Miss Fortuna herself, who brought you here? May it be one out of two reasons or both - then, my dear, there sure is more to the picture than meets the eye. You're not here by your own free will - there might not be one in this world, and you may lose your sanity as well, anyway; so why matter? - but because it is de rigueur, darling. You landed here because we - or was it Kismet? Sorry, I forgot - called you. So please, my darling, be so kind and join our jolly, litte [creepy] teaparty.. [But if you - for whatever reason - are not a poet by heart, no artist whose soul cries for aesthetics and beauty, for the absurdity in any meaning, for obscurity in any sense.. then please, just leave and close the door behind you. Merci.] |
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