Meeting Alice

Dude, I was sitting atop my mushroom, smoking my hookah, and minding my own business when this creature poked her head up over the side of the mushroom. I was enjoying a good smoke dude, and was a little annoyed that she was interrupting my smoke. She is so stupid; she doesn’t even know who she is. How could you not know who you are, jeeze. Then, she has the nerve to walk away from me, I don’t think so. This is a mellow mushroom dude; she needs to keep her temper. Maybe she will be able to figure out this poem, but I doubt it, she’s not that bright or confident. Dude, this is a total waste of my time, I will tell her to eat the mushroom to get to the size she wants, but which side she will have to figure out for herself.