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A Strange Celebration

Some friends on a Harry Potter forum last year asked me to create a poem to celebrate the birthday of Alan Rickman (the actor who plays Severus Snape). Here is the poem I ended up producing.

I dreamt I went mushroom hunting
I passed through the looking glass
Fell down the rabbit hole
And began to hear whispers there about the snark

I wanted to find one,
While hunting, I stumbled upon an outdoor party
With a cake light and frothy
Many unusual creatures having grand fun

The world below is strange
Colors vibrate; thoughts become real
I met a hatter--mad, deranged
He stole my heart; he made me feel

He invited me to a private tea
Even though I'm from the U.S.
Asked me to watch his billowing vestments
Left out in the breeze

He sat down and read to me
In a voice that stroked my head
Words taking flesh
Unadulterated glee

I wished I could stay
But he quickly whisked away
As he was late for a very important date
Suddenly, I was awake

All that's left now are memories
Silver images on the screen
But I can celebrate his birthday,
And he'll always be a dream

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