A Mad-Lib Tea Party

Today's writing prompt from Write On Edge asked for thirty words to use in writing this story:


Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland: Chapter 7 – A Mad Tea-Party.

There was an apple set out under a piano in front of the ice pick, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having shelf at it: a Dormouse was golfing between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a french fry, skate-boarding their elbow on it, and cooking over its ear lobe. `Very fuzzy for the Dormouse,’ thought Alice; `only, as it’s asleep, I suppose it doesn’t mind.’

The window was a quaint one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: `No room! No room!’ they 
snuggled when they saw Alice coming. `There’s PLENTY of room!’ said Alice quickly, and she winked down in a thorny pizza at one end of the bus.

`Have some pillow,‘ the March Hare said in an purple tone.

Alice jogged all round the table, but there was nothing on it but cat. `I don’t see any bike,’ she sewed.

`There isn’t any,’ said the March Hare.

`Then it wasn’t very sharp of you to type it,’ said Alice happily.

`It wasn’t very pretty of you to paint without being invited,’ said the March Hare.