The Mad Tea Party

The Hatter spreads some butter
On the toast in his hand.
"Terribly sorry," he mutters, "The jam is awfully bland."
"That's alright," I reply, sipping my tea
"Jam is just jam, and it always will be."
I am handed the toast, and a dirty cup as well.
"So now, tell me my friend, what have you been up to since you fell?"
The march hare gives a small shriek.
"You fell?" he asks me, "You didn't seem like such a freak."
I smile pleasantly at the mad little hare.
"It's alright, I have some time to spare.
I suppose I've been through a lot that I can share.
But are you sure you want to listen? This is not a happy tale."
At this point I think the march hare is going to wail.
"You? Falling? I can't see it one bit! To think, all this time, I just let you sit!"
The Mad Hatter angrily brushes him away with his free hand.
"If there is one thing I can't stand,"
He begins, but I just nod my head.
"It's alright, Hatter, thank you for saying that in my stead,
But I guess I really have made my own bed."
"Well, you keep growin' then shrinkin', it ain't really our fault,"
The Doormouse says in his sleep, accidently pouring some salt.
"Oh, no!" cries the Hatter, "Look what you've done!
There is salt in the tea, and that just can't be fun!"
I giggle and say, "Tea is important, yes, that is true,
But more important is the fact I want to talk to you."
The Hatter cracks a smile, underneath his tall hat.
"Well then, dear, why didn't you say that?"
"I think I just did," I reply,
"Oh, but perhaps not out loud - did I?"
"You said it quite loud," Doormouse approves, and slips back in his nap
"Hatter," I say, "I've been looking for a map.
It's a really odd sort of map, doesn't lead to anywhere, you see
But I'm hoping it would show me where I ought to be.
Maybe just a few steps to the right? Or maybe a few to the left.
I don't even know if I should go south or west.
I'm really quite lost, dear Hatter,
And I have this terrible feeling that it doesn't even matter."
"Doesn't matter?" shrieked the march hare once more.
"My dear girl, I am frightened to my core.
First you fall, and now you're lost -
Do you have any idea what this would cost?
It would cost the white rabbit his gloves, and his pocket watch too,
It would probably cost my left shoe!
This is blaspheme of the deepest kind -
It would cost all of our tea-cups combined!"
"Oh nonesense!" Hatter sputters, and his cheeks are quite red,
"Don't go and put such nonsical stuff in her head!
Dearest, it's fine, do as you wish.
You may climb like a monkey or swim like a fish,
For even a fish will feel miserably stupid,
If it is constantly asked to shoot an arch like a Cupid.
No, no, you just swim - or whatever it is that you do.
Come on now, smile, no reason to look blue."
I try to, but my mouth is a confused line across my face.
"Thank you, Hatter. I think I'll leave this place,
See some other places, see what they're like.
Maybe I'll learn how to hike, or how to ride a bike."
"You should, you should, I heard it's really quite fun.
Don't forget to kiss the sun,
Or is it the other way around?
Watch out for the moon, he's terribly pale, poor dear.
Don't let time escape just like that - keep it near."
"Good-bye," cry the other two, looking somewhat relieved.
"I'm all grown up now," I mutter, "Who would have believed...?
Anyways, I really shall take my leave.
Thank you for tea, and butter, and the lovely advice.
Thank you, Hatter, for being so mad and so nice."
And with that I walk away, to where - I don't know
If I only had a map, I would know where to go,
But perhaps the best places cannot be reached by maps and directions
Perhaps we only reach them with no real intentions...?

I like the idea of the poem. But the rhythm throws me off when reading it. I get that you're rhyming, and that's good, but the rhythm of the syllables needs to flow better and be more natural. Try having a similar number of syllables in all of the lines that rhyme with each other. You laso shift between having two lines rhyme and three and include some slant lines so it's confusing how you should read it outloud--which is common way to read a poem.
Beyond the basics of mechanics, the poem doesn't make a lot of sense. I've read Alice in Wonderland and, while the Mad Hatter, Marsh Hare, and Doremouse don't make much sense, Alice always speaks clearly and makes sense. In this poem nobody makes any sense and keeps jumping around all the time. I think you could make the poem if you had Alice trying to make sense of what's going on and the other three just talking all over the place.
A good start though!

I love how this poem flows. It made me read it like a bedtime story book (if that makes any sense), but I love how it rhymes. The poem seemed very long, but sometimes it takes us awhile to get our point across, so don't worry about that. Overall, I can't wait to read more! Keep on writing!

I really loved this poem, one because it was creative and unique two because I love Alice In Wonderland both the movie (movies) and book. I thought it did seem to go on longer than necessary and I think that's the reason it doesn't have many likes, because people tend to read the first stanza and if their not drawn in they leave, so try to work on the length to make it even better than it is! I loved the rhyming scheme you had going on and how the ryhming flowed easily with the poem and didn't seem forced, also this is an AMAZING line:

And with that I walk away, to where - I don't know
If I only had a map, I would know where to go,
But perhaps the best places cannot be reached by maps and directions
Perhaps we only reach them with no real intentions...?

This ending was perfect it gave the poem an overall message and also I loved this because it reminded me of the book Oh The Places You'll Go by Doctor Suess. Great job on the happy light heartedness of this, keep writing!
Peace,
Snickerdooly