Hat Lust

by Garrison Locke

a teapot tops your cane of gold
your hat stands mad as clocks unfold
down rabbit hole you did not go
the job you have to always show
our own madness cannot compete
your promises we find replete
exposed to mercury you must
be crazy now with mad hat lust
the hatter riddles by the time
for tea’s at six his watch will chime

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