Chapter 6.

Can't See the Tree

For the Woods

 

 


 

Again slowly trotting down

The lane, now muchly pondering,

He was stopped and questioned

By the regulatious Red King.

     


 

In the Red King's Land,

The soldiers and people common,

Were inundated by red gloop

So restrictin' and deadenin'.

     


 

In this Red, gloopy Land,

Only foul bugs roam about free, Uhg!

Including the BreadAndCircusMite,

The BusybodySpider and The TeleBug.

     

 


 

Then there are the TeleBugs,

Oh so numerous,

Bringing datums and factotums

To a malicious machine,

oh so onerous;

But now many of these

maleficous insectings,

Are ordered to our own fair land

By our own 'white' kings.

     


 

Fortunately, in our own fair land,

For how long, who knows,

The DueProcessWasp keeps,

Our own  judges on their toes.

     

 


 

However, in our land, there are Now many dark red woods,

Where the common people are only Pawns of elitist hoods;

But Alix knows the way out of These dark dingy woods,

To a land green and sunny, full of Joy and good goods.

     

 



 

 

Chapter 7.

Maxims

and Meanings

 

 


 

Now Alix powerfully

Pats the back of poor Uncle Sam, 

To free the gloop that blocks up

His Constitution like a dam.

      

 


 

Now the Constitution scares

The Mad Chatter

And the Split Hare,

To prevent illegal seizures

Of Mr. Loremouse

Who is now free

To lecture without care.

      

 



 

Chapter 8

The Mock Crier

 


 

Then Alix saw the Town Crier Wailing out today's urgent crisis,

But it all seemed like that sixties'

Cigar-Smoker's missile crisis.

      

 

George Orwell said to the Town Crier, "Well, don't you remember, not more then twenty years ago, that you said that our biggest enemies were the Red Russians and the Red Chinese and that they were here, there, everywhere, under every bush, ready to attack and destroy us and that the Islamisists were our very friends who would help us fight them."

   "I never said that. Never. The Chinese and the Russians are our friends and have always been our friends.  The Islamisists are our enemies and have always been, for as long as I remember, our deadliest of enemies."

 


 

The Town Crier was joined

Throughout many worlds,

By Criers making much ado

About news that was really only 'olds'.

     


 

Then Orwell told Alix

A tale full of foreboding ill will,

It concerned the King's new dance called

"Both Sides Will Get Killed"

     

" 'Will you move a little faster?'

Said the White King to a knight,

There's an enemy close behind us,

And he moves with all his might.

See how angrily the lobbers

And the hurters all advance!

They are waiting by the quicksand--

Will you come and join the dance?

Will you, won't you, will you,

Won't you, will you join the dance?

Will you, won't you, will you,

Won't you, will you join the dance?

You can really have no notion

How delightful it will be

When I take you up and throw you,

With the lobbers, out to sea!'

But the knight replied, 'Too far, too far!'

And gave alook askance--

Said he thanked the White King kindly,

But he would not join the dance.

Would not, could not, would not,

Could not, would not join the dance.

Would not, could not, would not,

Could not, would not join the dance."

 


 

Then Alix got so carried away

With a tirade

Against the Mock Crier,

That he believed he's was accusing

The White King of

Creating today's dire mire.

     



 

Chapter 9

The Crook-ed Game

 


 

Back in the Dark Woods,

Alix meets a liberal Liberal,

Who changes colors to conform

To the times most agitational.

     


 

In order to get the most cheers

In the game of Crook-ed,

The Honorable Mr. Alter-Ego,

Uses slimy snakes

And bendy trees most wicked.

     


 

But Alix, shooting plain stuff
Straight from the hip,

Loses at the game by traps

Most devious and corrupt.

     


 

When Alix Complained

To the Constitution

That this was not quit fair,

He's answered by this Treasure cat,

"I can only do so much with flair."

     

"I am somewhat limited in action,

But if you want more justice

You must call on the my Father,

Who's, in fact, Father of all Justice.

So don't ask me to, his existence, prove,

For you will soon see him

For now My Father, Catlan,

Is on the move!"

      



 

Chapter 10

Who Struck Terror

Into this Fair Land?

 


 

Sentenced in court for striking terror

Into  this fair Land

And its 'fair' Head,

Alix blares

TRUTH

At the Green Gloop

To reveal it's really Red.

     


 

But before the Town Criers

Can see the gloop for what it is,

The White Rabbit cleans up the mess

To hide all the evidence.

      


 

And using info gathered

By those nasty Telebug pests,

The White Rabbit compiles

A pile of evidence against Alix.

     

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