As I walked wandering on the wits of the wonderland, a woman wearing wedding dress on a wagon wanting to welcome was waiting for me, wishes me, “Will-o’-the-wisp”. It was all weird, a wagon pulled by a wild wolf , the woman, the warm welcome and the weird wish “Will-o’-the-wisp”. On the wagon, all the way to a warehouse windowed by wings . The warehouse, so wide, so wealthy, so white and so warm was really so overwhelming and like wish came true. As I was wandering, wondering, wanting and watching the 'where in the wonderland- warehouse', a sign wasted-like on the wall would be of a whortleberry, so wilted seem weltschermz. Then, suddenly appears a wheel from the wall while I tended to weight the wallflower with wrist along the wall. I was wambled, the world I stood tore wide apart, and remained was a wynd, not so wide. I wondered where the way would wipe out, so I walked down the wynd along the wall with wedges until I heard whimpering, someone whispering. That is where I saw a wretched wacko in the withered glow of wolframite, whinning was surrounded by watchdogs. The wacko, weirdo or whatever you call a weird, wounded and whimsical one was wrapped in a withe. There was another someone, waggling, waddling hither and thither whispered- "What is worth doing at alt, is worth doing well. The witenagemot worth you wampum as you wane." The wacko wrangled in wrath - " you are a werewolf wearing wool of a lamb." Then I realize the woman in the wedding dress from the wagon was the another someone waggling and who whispered and whom the wacko addressed a werewolf in a wool of a lamb. "You are not walkyries, you witch, you weaned shitty whore......" when she waved a sharp wedge along his head which wallowed along the waist.
That dreadful scene, I screamed when the woman - now the witch, walked as a werewolf, wrapped me in the writhe. I was weeping like a wretched, worrying with a wanion when she came towards me and poured the hot boiling oil and shouted- " Wake up, Wwww...aaaa.....kkkk... eee uuuupppp......."
When I opened my eyes, where my wife and water bucket on her waist, whiplash......
