Twas Alice at the midnight Lowes
Did friends and film class students vade
to see Tim Burton's modern show,
the Alice cavalcade.

Undaunted sat we glaring up
at marvels never seen,
But it was young Miss Wasikowska
who lit up every screen

Burtonesque, you can be sure
that Edward trimmed the trees,
that skullheads skulk through eerie dreams,
and his red Helena is queen.

as children with new stacking blocks
gallumphing through the mystic woods
and quoting Carroll's Jabberwock

I believe Jane Austen would approve
this glam-fest period piece 3-D,
she'd thrill and push for women's rights
discussing creatures over tea.
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