I feel I’ve been cheated, I fear I’m naïve,
I’m worried I wasted a penny on my needs.
I’m not fond of frittering my money well earned,
So for indulgent dreams, I’ve lived a lesson well learnt.
My coin fell like Alice down the rabbit hole so dark,
But it landed with a clatter, and it left there no mark.
It lost all it’s worth when it landed on a heap
At the bottom of the chasm, on a pile of dead leaves.
My wish went unanswered, my dreams were ignored,
My hopes were extinguished when I reaped no reward.
If you’d heard what I wanted, if you’d spared me some time,
Would you have returned my Daddy; would you grant him one crime?
I know I shouldn’t ask, but why is my life required?
I’d pay all due penance when my youth has expired.
I should have tied my penny to a strong piece of string,
So I could reclaim it fully when Daddy did not win.
Was it my fault for hoping luck would favour us one day?
Well **** you, Wishing Well, how much more must I pay?