anOtherDay, anOtherDollar

How she longed to get out 

of that dark hall, 

and wander about among those beds 

of bright flowers and those cool 

fountains, 

 but she could not even get her 

head 

through the doorway...

'Oh, how I wish I could shut up 
like a telescope! 
I think I  could, if I only know how to 
begin.' 
For, you see, so many out-of-the-way  
things had happened lately, 
that Alice had begun to think that very 
few  things indeed were really 
impossible.