He made his way to the border In the shadow under the trees Down by a
stream in a hollow Turn your head feel the breeze
And the red Queen
was waiting for the news for the white King to move And the balance hung
upon the head of one who tried to stay within the shadows and keep his
undercover secret tight
They let him in by a backway Into a chamber
reserved for the Queen She took the note that he gave her Opened it slowly
and started to read
Run to the treasury and bring me back some
gold Give it to the pawn who came she cried He says the white King thinks
the game of chess is wrong And all the courtiers crowded her and this is
what she told the gathered round
Go to the store by the dungeon Take
all the red paint take all the white Make up a newborn colour Cover your
neighbor We'll be all right
There will be no game today She cried across
the board Everyday will be a holiday And all the pieces cheered as tidings
spread abroad And the Pink Queen sat and smiled at the cat
who smiled back
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