I am the one and only White Rabbit.

I still appreciate the carrot.

It might seem like gimmicks,

But here’s a few limericks,

That may be of interest; if you’ll have it.

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It was fun walking the dance floor,

To dance and move among you like a whore.

Many came to ask me

When their time would be,

Saying “find a carrot” became a chore.

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In the first test, I asked you to climb,

And most had a hell of a time.

But some went so fast,

I thought I’d be last!

Others made the test seem like a crime.

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When asked to solve a riddle and behave,

“Time” was the answer most of you gave.

The answer was “footprints,”

(I should have had breath mints)

There was no consequence (and this I crave).

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Those rhymes were not just to amuse,

And when the time came to choose,

I was happy to know

Your choice changed the show.

I liked that there was something to lose.

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My heels were killing me by the end,

But I stuck with them like a true friend.

The night went alright,

With good and with fright

To PSYCHOPOMP, I would not condescend.