Malvina Reynolds — No Room

No room! No room! No room! Said the Mad Hatter His brain had turned to batter From eating tuna fish or swordfish Or some such matter Something he et, to be sure Don't bring another baby in The Duchess will feed it pepper Or it might turn into a pig Because it knows no better No room! No room! No room! No room at the table Adding another Alice Might make one too many And the tea pot empty Not enough crumpets to go round Don't bring another baby in The Duchess will feed it pepper Or it might turn into a pig Because it knows no better No room! No room! No room! Holy is the foеtus But babies once born are simply human And if thеy die in the streets of Calcutta No one will notice but their ma And ain't that just like a woman Don't bring another baby in The Duchess will feed it pepper Or it might turn into a pig Because it knows no better