Answer :
⥁ Found poem ⥁
fall many miles this
time somewhere down in
the right distance--but she
fall right through the
fancy air ‘And she’ all
think up somewhere was
nothing she remember , but
like cats Alice began to get sleepy,
and went on in a dream’ and
She felt that she was walking upon a heap
of sticks and dry leaves, but it was low hall
lit up by a row of lamps hanging from the roof.
- THEARCH3R