Grin"Cheshire puss," Alice asked,"Why is your grin so wide?I've never seen a cat smile,Nor even one who's tried.""I grin so," said the cat,"To hide all of my pain.It hurts to be, oh Alice dear,Part of your twisted brain.""Cheshire puss," Alice cried,"Why must you be so mean?'Cause honestly, I think you're nearAs bad as the red queen.""I wish you'd," said the cat,"Ask something else instead,Like why the queen of your own heartWants to lop off your head.""Cheshire puss," Alice said,Her question in the air."How can a kitty vanish so,As though he were not there?""Little girl," said the cat,"I do not disappear.I come and go as you need me,For loneliness you fear."