At half past ten the garden gate will swing,
so come along and don't miss a thing.
The White Rabbit's watch has no patience to spare,
so mind the hour, and meet us there.

There's tea to be poured, and breakfast to share,
before the storyteller settles in her chair.
So fill up on toast, on jam, and on cake,
for once the tale starts, it's time to stay awake!

Come dressed for wonder, in blue or in white,
for bubbles and laughter and music so light.
A morning unhurried, unrushed, and serene,
just tea, and some song in between.

Mums and dads, hand in hand, are bid to attend,
a morning together we hope you will spend.
There's a corner for grown-ups, with tea of their own,
so pull up a seat, fit for a throne.