A Marvelous Fever


The time I  had a fever of a hundred-and-three, was when Ariel went out to sea. I was discussing with Prince Eric and Ursula about tea. The Mad Hatter's party was fun as can be, but the only thing horrid was the tea. We discussed and discussed, with nothing else to say. Just how bitter the tea was that day.



this poem has two sides. One way its read in an innocent matter,using imagination and child play. The other is reading it through a drug-addicts point of view, causing hallucinations and side effects.

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