This entry by Cory Gano earned a Dishonorable Mention in the Children's Literature section of the [url=http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/]Bulwer-Lytton[/url] terrible writing contest for 2004. I am so jealous.
As he entered the room within which so many a wild night of their sweltering love affair had been spent, the White Rabbit regarded her with benevolent eyes, her posture such that he suspected something was wrong, but before he could speak Alice unburied her face from her trembling hands and between her intense sobs he made out the words, "I'm late … I'm late."
Verum audaces non gerunt indusia alba. - Ipsi dixit MCMLXXII
