Episode 2 Baron Von Vel Red (The Red Velvet Mammoth)

He stood present in the room, a grandeur lapin, whose long luscious penny-coat, draping on his fur,
The mammoth reading the letter, dismissed his monocle, to his broad big chest, with a sigh.
“You speak of wonderland, I hardly even now the place, it was when I was but a cub since I been their
Yet you’re insisting I save you, I lack much of that skill, let alone that the day is nigh”

The Rabbit wondered not of the Mammoths attire, a silk sheet that flutters in the breeze, over him
The Rabbit cannot just let the Baron not come to Wonderland; the queen would have his head.
The Rabbit shuns the thought, but about to proclaim the order over the pachyderm
The cloth drops off his body the rabbit gulps catching his from the tip of the toes to the tip of his head

“Doth do stare to much little bunny rabbit” Spoke the Baron ruffling his monocle through his fingertips
The mammoths plump body drains the light through the silken curtains draping from the window pane
The skin shone like satin, from every thick bulging bit of his body from head to the very toe tips
As he strides across the bedroom floor, the carpet creaks the floor shrieking in pure vane

The bunnies gulp is much more audible as the mammoth arose towards him and gawks upon his prime
Streaking his fingers through the bunnies long sleek slender ears, sent shivers through his spine
Before the bunny shrieked “We’re late, we’re late, for the very important date, there is no time”
This frightened the mammoth so, and coursed him to fall back onto the floor, with a thud on his spine.

The rabbit repeated his phrase “We’re late, we’re late, for the very important date, there is no time”
The mammoth slapped his trunk sliding his fingers down his thick long trunk, huffing in dismay
The rabbit would repeat his phrase again and again, dangling his pocket watch frantically this time
The mammoth donned on his 3 piece suit, with a portico bow tie, to set himself contrary
The mammoth took his cane and sauntered down the path the bunny hopped through the tall grass.
The mammoth thwacked the grass cutting it off from his fancy attire as he sauntered on after the rabbit
The mammoth walked on as his counterpart Trollope’s through the piece of looking glass.
The mammoth touched the pane, the bunny beckoned him on somewhat;

Somewhat impatiently still pointing at his pocket watch through the mirror before them, with distain
“I was a wee lad; it was mother who said “Strangers are dangerous dear”; I never did listen to her
The rabbit tugged the sleeve of his suit and the mammoth fell flat through the glass to the bunny refrain
That time had run out, that they were late, late for what though? The mammoth thought then and there

Back down by the river, I saw a vision of my life, that I didn’t need delivered
“Drink the water.” The rabbit spoke in a rushed, yet hushed manner, still pointing at his clock
So back down by the river, I drank, I sure felt damn thirsty all of a sudden, and I was bewildered,
Something changed, something, as i saw a door in a tree, it was tiny, “I won’t get there doc”

As I approached it the door shadow engulfed me the tree itself was huge, Bigger than before
Much bigger than I remembered before drinking the water, “Yes you have indeed shrunk sir”
Bunny says as he bounces through the tree tunnel to another large archway, to a room with one door
But it was back down at the river, I heard, the sound of the stench that seemed to linger

Lasting longer on my tongue the taste of bitter water had changed me, had made me smaller
This taste lasted, as I finally stepped out into the wonder, this place he’d call Wonderland
It brought me to embrace, the colour of nature, the mystery behind and around every corner
This taste soon grew on me, ironically I myself did not, but here in this place, it was Wonderland


Parle a Duex: Baron Begins Brunch

So a date, was in order, something about us being late, for said date, made me think the bunny was or is
Somewhat coming onto me, it’s hard to think he wasn’t him tugging my trunk, and paw, “we’re late”
So I continued to press on past the green pastures the trickling water to the place where he is
“So who is this ‘he’?” The bunny bounced through the gate to a man dressed bizarrely equate

He did nothing, stood still as the bunny took his seat, a character I remember comes past
Scraping his shell in utter disarray; “All the kings’ horse put me back together again”
He did not even notice me gently grasping the table cloth to get up and have some food at last
But as I stepped onto the table, nothing was edible, “So we meet again”

“Again?” I asked inquisitively. Before battered upon his bunnies ears with a roll of paper, of news
“You infernal nitwit, you brought him back here, who even the hell is he, not a baron by his looks”
The man turned around, a fox dawned a long black leather coat with two glass eyes he refuse
That I was the Baron, “You bring strangers to brunch, you bouldering buffoon, go by the books”

Books whack the bunny, who’s now seeing stars, racing round his head before the fox approached slow
His cane could hardly support him, as he tracked the tables edge, “So who are you?”
The cane came to the mammoths’ trunk with a thud. The fox had fallen over but he did not know
“Answer” The mammoth cleared his throat “Baron...” The fox let out a laugh “YOU?”

“You’re the baron?” The fox helped to his feet, sweep his clothes clean “You’re quite small aren’t you?”
The mammoth blushed but replied “Do you judge a book by its cover? Your better than that Mr Hatter”
“What did you say?” I had no idea where his name came from he had no hat on neither did he have too
“You called me hatter, does doth know my name?” the fox slowly sits stroking the bunnies ears now
“I don’t know, all I know is I drank the water now I’m small”
The hatter slides a stale cut pan loaf of bread his way and looks on down the table to see what I do now
“So I eat the food to become tall?”

The mammoth crunched into the stale slice almost cracking a tooth before opening his eyes to see
The table was tiny beneath his massive bare paw- pads, as he chuckled sipping some dew from a tree
Till he was normal size once more for everyone at the table to see
That he was indeed the Baron the Red queen had wanted to speak who would set Wonderland free

Notes **
Pachyderm Pachyderm or pachyderm: may refer to one of the Pachydermata, an obsolete taxonomic order of mammals.

We’re late, we’re late, for the very important date, there is no time:
Is a quote from The White Rabbit in Lewis Carroll’s: Alice In Wonderland
I was a wee lad; it was mother who said “Strangers are dangerous dear
Is a quote from the poem by Lewis Carroll entitled: When I was in Wonderland
All the kings’ horse put me back together again
Is a quote from the Nursery Rhyme: Humpty Dumpty

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