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'Mayhem' a poem by Chris Wallace-Crabbe

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May 2010, no. 321

'Mayhem' a poem by Chris Wallace-Crabbe

by
May 2010, no. 321

       ‘It’s something like learning geography,’ thought
       Alice, as she stood on tiptoe in hopes of being able
       to see a little further.
                   Through the Looking-Glass

Our mob was fond of Tweedledee
Because it was cutely seen
That he would rustle up the tribes
And thump the old Red Queen.