conqueror of hearts

my sweet Alice, fell down the rabbit hole, into another place that was full of wonder, she chased the white rabbit to her goal, all obstacles in her way she tore asunder, because Alice wouldn't be stopped, as long as the white rabbit hopped, her place in this land would be it's ruler, the queen of hearts was a foe far crueler then any Alice could have foreseen, she sought a weapon, vorpal sword in hand the jabberwocky head, feared in the land, she used it to take the crown of the queen, and her dreams of her future found, in this wonderland in her dreams, buried beneath oak tree, within the ground, where some say the old queen screams.