If Shakespeare had written Alice in Wonderland.

WHITE RABBIT: Oh, my ears and whiskers! I shall be late!

ALICE: Late, late indeed, gentles all;
For hath not punctuality its orbit fair,
Courtesy of princes, grace of mother-wit?
Prithee, I know not what thou mean'st.

But soft! I will follow thee,
Merrily to dream some dream thereby,
And Bill the Lizard kick into the sky.

DUCHESS: Off with their heads! I'faith.


You're right, Morris. I mean ... blurrgh.

Brunnen-"I exist only to serve you, Morris"G.