Well… there’s a hellish private tea-party.
Are you brave? Put on a mask of the Cheshire or the Hatter.
Pretend that you’re fucking arty
And that you’re a God of refined chatter.
But beware of the owner, little sweet Alice.
She’ll offer you a Mad-Poisonous-Mushroom-Brew.
The truth serum which smells like sweet anise…
And she’ll start to torture you with Twenty-and-One Shades of Blue.
Did you fuck up at least once? Kicked down the stair!
Get out! Without umbrellas and underwear!
P.S. Want more details? Please, look here!
(Hmm… and take a spare set of dry underwear…)
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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