Little bread-and-butterflies kiss the tulipsAnd the sun is like a toy balloonThere are get-up-in-the-morning gloriesIn the golden afternoonThere are dizzy daffodils on the hillsideStrings of violets are all in tuneTiger lilies love the dandelionsIn the golden afternoonThere are dog and cat-erpillars and a copper centipedeWhere the lazy daisies love the very peaceful lifeThey lead...You can learn a lot of things from the flowersFor especially in the month of JuneThere's a wealth of happiness and romanceAll in the golden afternoonAll in the golden afternoon
Cat:
Twas BrilligAnd the slithy tovesDid gyre and gimble in the wabeAll mimsy were the borogovesAnd the mome raths outgrabe
All:
Twas BrilligAnd the slithy tovesDid gyre and gimble in the wabeAll mimsy were the borogovesAnd the mome raths outgrabe
Cat:
If it was, It could be,
If it were it would be.
All:
But as it isn't, It's quaint,
'Cause as it is, It ain't.
Cat:
Twas BrilligAnd the slithy tovesDid gyre and gimble in the wabeAll:
All mimsy were the borogovesAnd the mome raths outgrabe
It's the Ol' Twas Brillig Rag!!
Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Bat,How I wonder where you're at:Up above the world you flyLike a tea tray in the sky.
Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Bat,How I wonder where you're at:
Statistics prove that you'veOne birthdayOne birthday every yearBut there are 364 unbirthdaysThat is why we are all gathered here today.
A very merryUnbirthday to you,
March Hare: To Who?
To you,
March Hare: To Me?
A very merryUnbirthday to you,
Queen: To Who?
To you,
Queen: To Me?It's great toDrink to someone,And I guess thatYou will do,A very merryUnbirthday to you!A very merry unbirthday to us,To us, A very merry unbirthday to usTo us
If there are no objections to it,
Be unanimous,
A very merry unbirthdayTo us!
Alice: I'm sure that some of our invited guests must be celebrating an Unbirthday today. How many of YOU are having an UnBirthday Today?
Mad Hatter: Let's all sing to them!
A very merry unbirthday to allTo allA very merry unbirthday to allTo allLet's have a celebration,
Hire a band and rent a hall,
A very merry unbirthday,
A very merry unbirthday,
A very merry unbirthdayTo all
HEY!
I give myself very good adviceBut I very seldom follow itThat explains the trouble that I'm always inBe patient, is very good adviceBut the waiting makes me curiousAnd I'd love the changeShould something strange begin
I'm sure that I know right from wrong,
and I have the best intentions.
Life should be such a merry song,
But this is where I give myself
very good advice, but I very
seldom follow it.
Will I ever learn to do
the things I should?
Painting the roses redWe're painting the roses redWe dare not stop or waste a dropSo let the paint be spreadWe're painting the roses redWe're painting the roses redWe'rePainting the roses redAnd many a tear we shedBecause we knowThey'll cease to grow
In fact, they'll soon be dead DEAD?