Alice: What was that
Mad hatter: Maybe it was a bat
March Hare: Did you just say that
Chasire cat: Shall we fall through the cracks
We are all mad here
No one is sane
Come and join us
You'll have ever so much fun
Nonsense makes sense
Nothing is as it may seem
Fogged up head
Wacky weed
Splendid good time
So come
Sit awhile
Drink some tea
Lose your mind
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