Clownism.

The first Alice was a courageous red one
With a Sword in one hand through Wonderland
She cut down, many things that stood in her way
Making a path that was a trail of blood
The alice walked deep into the woods and then she was trapped
A prisoned sinner
There was no way of knowing she was there
Except the red path that followed behind her

The second Alice was a calm, blue one
Singing a song that filled wonderland
The false notes which he sang till the end
Created a crazy world in wonderland
That Alice was born of a Flower
Was then shot by a cross-eyed man
Out from the wound then bloomed a flower
Everyone that had loved him, soon began to die

The third Alice was an innocent green one
A beautiful figure there in wonderland
She had fooled many people to do her bid
A strange country was then created up
The Alice was the queen of the country
Possessed by a dream of distortion
Afraid of losing her life to death
Ruling the country of hers forever

Walking down a red path in the forest
Under the blue rose trees, the two had tea time
An invitation to them from the castle was
The playing card of hearts

The fourth Alice was a pair of children twins
They were curious througout the wonderland
They traveled through the doors to see all kinds of things
From there wandering that they had just arrived
A stubborn big sister, and smart little brother

They were nearing the first alice's wonderland
The two were to never to wake from their dream
The twins then wandered through wonderland endlessly!