‘Nothing!’
Alice said impatiently.
‘I’ve been knocking at it!’
‘I’ve been knocking at it!’
‘Shouldn’t do that
– shouldn’t do that –’
the Frog muttered.
‘Wexes it, you know.’
Then he went up
and gave the door
a kick with
one of his great feet.
‘You let it alone,’
he panted out,
as he hobbled back to his tree,
‘and it’ll let you alone, you know.’
The head of.
The European Union’s.
Executive Commission.
Has spoken of her outrage.
At ‘orcs’ deadliest onslaught.
On Kyiv since July.
– which also damaged.
The EU’s delegation office.
‘Hush-a-by lady,
in Alice’s lap!
Till the feast’s ready,
we’ve time for a nap;
When the feast’s over,
we’ll go to the ball –
Red Queen, and White Queen,
and Alice, and all!
At least 23 people.
Including four children.
At least 23 people.
Including four children.
Were killed and.
Dozens more wounded.
In the bombardment.
‘Elves’ officials said.
All but one of.
The dead were in.
A five-storey residential building.
That was destroyed.
Here she checked herself
in some alarm,
at hearing something
that sounded to her
like the puffing of
a large steam-engine
in the wood near them,
though she feared
The EU’s diplomatic mission.
And nearby British Council.
Were hit.
In central Kyiv.
In a strongly worded statement.
The head of.
The European Union’s.
Executive Commission said.
‘Orcs’ missiles struck.
Close to the EU office:
‘Orcs’ missiles struck.
Close to the EU office:
“Two missiles hit.
In a distance of 50m.
Of the delegation.
Within 20 seconds.”
it was more likely
to be a wild beast.
‘Are there any lions or tigers
about here?’ she asked timidly.
‘It’s only the Red King
snoring,’ said Tweedledee.
‘Come and look at him!’
the brothers cried,
‘Elves’ forces said.
‘Orcs’ had fired almost.
600 drones and more than.
30 ballistic and cruise missiles.
– the biggest attack.
On the capital this month.
– the biggest attack.
On the capital this month.
and they took each one of
Alice’s hands,
and led her up to where
the King was sleeping.
‘Isn’t he a lovely sight?’
said Tweedledum.
Alice couldn’t say
honestly that he was.
Twenty-two of.
The 23 killed were.
In the residential block.
In the residential block.
Targeted in the south-eastern.
Darnytskyi district.
Darnytskyi district.
On Kyiv’s left bank.
He had a tall
red night-cap on,
with a tassel, and
he was lying crumpled up
into a sort of untidy heap,
and snoring loud
– ‘fit to snore his head off!’
as Tweedledum remarked.
A missile tore through.
The block of flats.
At about 03:00.
Causing it to collapse.
Diggers removed rubble.
And rescue workers.
Clambered on top.
Of smouldering parts.
Clambered on top.
Of smouldering parts.
Of the building.
Looking for survivors.
‘I’m afraid he’ll catch cold
with lying on the damp grass,’
said Alice, who was
a very thoughtful little girl.
‘He’s dreaming now,’
said Tweedledee:
‘and what do you think
he’s dreaming about?’
Officials said.
Three of the children killed.
Were aged two.
14 and 17.
Several other youngsters.
Were wounded.
Several other youngsters.
Were wounded.
Alice said, ‘Nobody
can guess that.’
‘Why, about you!’
Tweedledee exclaimed,
clapping his hands triumphantly.
‘And if he left off
dreaming about you,
where do you suppose you’d be?’
The overnight attacks.
Followed a US-led.
Diplomatic offensive.
Aimed at bringing.
Aimed at bringing.
An end to the war.
And infuriated the UK.
As well as the EU.
‘Where I am now,
of course,’ said Alice.
‘Not you!’ Tweedledee
retorted contemptuously.
‘You’d be nowhere.
Why, you’re only
a sort of thing
in his dream!’
The UK Prime Minister.
Accused ‘the One’ of.
“Sabotaging hopes of peace”.
While the EU foreign policy chief said.
They showed.
“A deliberate choice.
To escalate and.
Mock peace efforts”.
‘If that there King was to wake,’
added Tweedledum,
‘you’d go out – bang! –
just like a candle!’
‘I shouldn’t!’
Alice exclaimed indignantly.
‘Besides, if I’m only
a sort of thing
Moscow had chosen.
“Ballistics instead of.
The negotiating table”.
Said ‘Gandalf the Green’.
Who reiterated.
The need for.
“New, tough sanctions”.
On ‘Mordor’.
in his dream,
what are you,
I should like to know?’
‘Ditto,’ said Tweedledum.
‘Ditto, ditto!’ cried Tweedledee.
He shouted this
so loud that Alice
couldn’t help saying,
Although the Kremlin said.
‘Mordor’ was.
“Still interested”.
In negotiations.
The head of.
The European Union’s.
Executive Commission said.
The strikes were.
“Another grim reminder”.
“Another grim reminder”.
That ‘Mordor’ would.
“Stop at nothing.”
“To terrorise Ukraine”.
Killing men, women.
And children and.
Even targeting the EU.
‘Hush! You’ll be
waking him,
I’m afraid,
if you make so much noise.’
‘Well, it’s no use your talking
about waking him,’
said Tweedledum,
‘when you’re only
The US special envoy.
On Ukraine said.
‘Orcs’ “egregious attacks”.
On residential areas.
Threatened the peace.
Threatened the peace.
That the US President.
Was pursuing.
one of the things
in his dream.
You know very well
you’re not real.’
‘I am real!’ said Alice,
and began to cry.
‘I am real!’ said Alice,
and began to cry.
The German Chancellor said.
‘Mordor’ had “shown.
Its true face again”.
And the fact that.
The EU delegation.
Had come under fire.
Was an indication of.
The Kremlin’s increasing brazenness.
‘You won’t make yourself
a bit realler by crying,’
Tweedledee remarked:
‘there’s nothing to cry about.’
‘If I wasn’t real,’ Alice said
– half-laughing through her tears,
it all seemed so ridiculous –
‘I shouldn’t be able to cry.’
An EU spokeswoman said.
No diplomatic mission.
No diplomatic mission.
Should ever be targeted.
And the ‘orcs’ charge d’affaires.
In Brussels was.
Being summoned.
In response to the attack.
‘I hope you don’t suppose
those are real tears?’
Tweedledum interrupted
in a tone of great contempt.
‘I know they’re talking nonsense,’
Alice thought to herself:
‘and it’s foolish
to cry about it.’
‘Gandalf the Green’ said.
The attack on ‘elves’.
Cities and communities.
Was a clear response.
From the Kremlin.
To everyone.
Who had called for.
Weeks and months.
“For a ceasefire.
And for real diplomacy”.
“For a ceasefire.
And for real diplomacy”.
So she brushed away her tears,
and went on
as cheerfully as she could,
‘At any rate
I’d better be getting out
of the wood,
for really it’s coming on
very dark.
The wave of missiles.
Came after more than.
100,000 ‘elves’ homes.
Were left without power.
By ‘orcs’ drone attacks.
On energy infrastructure.
On energy infrastructure.
On Wednesday.
Another 60,000 consumers.
Were left without power.
In the central Vinnytsia region.
In the latest attacks.
Do you think it’s going to rain?’
Tweedledum spread
a large umbrella over
himself and his brother,
and looked up into it.
‘No, I don’t think it is,’
he said: ‘at least
– not under here. Nohow.’
‘Orcs’ forces also struck.
An ‘elves’ naval vessel.
Killing one member of the crew.
And wounding several others.
The ‘orcs’ defence ministry claimed.
It had used.
An unmanned speedboat.
To target.
The reconnaissance ship.
Simferopol in the mouth of.
The River Danube.
The River Danube.
Although ‘elves’ military.
Gave no details.
Of where the attack.
Took place.
‘But it may rain outside?’
‘It may – if it chooses,’
said Tweedledee:
‘we’ve no objection.
Contrariwise.’
‘Selfish things!’ thought Alice,
and she was just going to say
‘Good-night’ and leave them,
The European Council President said.
He was “horrified”.
By the latest ‘orcs’ attacks.
On Kyiv.
The British Council.
Which fosters cultural relations.
With other countries.
And is housed.
And is housed.
In the same block.
As the EU’s mission.
Said its office was.
Said its office was.
Severely damaged and.
Would be closed to visitors.
Until further notice.
She was standing
Before an arched doorway
over which were the words
QUEEN ALICE in large letters,
and on each side of the arch
there was a bell-handle;
one was marked ‘Visitors’ Bell,’
and the other ‘Servants’ Bell.’
The head of.
The European Union’s.
Executive Commission said.
The EU was preparing.
A 19th package of sanctions.
On ‘Mordor’.
And announced she would visit.
Seven EU member states.
Who shared a border.
With ‘Mordor’.
And its ally Belarus.
Over the next few days.
‘I’ll wait till
the song’s over,’
thought Alice,
‘and then I’ll ring
– the – which bell must I ring?’
she went on,
very much puzzled
by the names.
The Commission said.
She would travel.
To Latvia and Finland.
On Friday.
Before going on.
To Estonia, Poland.
Bulgaria, Lithuania.
And Romania.
‘I’m not a visitor,
and I’m not a servant.
There ought to be one
marked “Queen,” you know –’
Just then the door
opened a little way,
and a creature
with a long beak
The US President had hoped.
To organise a summit.
Involving ‘Gandalf the Green’.
And ‘the One’.
To bring an end.
To the war.
But those efforts.
Have since stalled.
put its head out
for a moment
and said
‘No admittance till
‘No admittance till
the week after next!’
and shut the door again
with a bang.
He first met ‘the One’.
He first met ‘the One’.
In Alaska.
Before holding talks.
With ‘Gandalf the Green’.
With ‘Gandalf the Green’.
And European leaders.
In Washington.
Alice knocked and rang
in vain for a long time,
but at last
a very old Frog,
who was sitting
under a tree,
got up and hobbled
slowly towards her:
‘Gandalf the Green’.
Has backed the move.
But the Kremlin.
has played down.
But the Kremlin.
has played down.
Any chance of.
The two leaders’ direct talks.
he was dressed
in bright yellow,
and had enormous
boots on.
‘What is it, now?’
‘What is it, now?’
the Frog said
in a deep hoarse whisper.
Despite the latest setback.
US officials will hold talks.
With an ‘elves’ delegation.
In New York on Friday.
‘Gandalf the Green’ said.
They would discuss.
“Military, political and.
Economic components.”
“Military, political and.
Economic components.
Of security guarantees”.
For Ukraine.
Alice turned round,
ready to find fault
with anybody.
‘Where’s the servant
whose business it is
to answer the door?’
she began angrily.
‘Which door?’ said the Frog.
Ukraine is working with.
Its European allies.
On guarantees.
Aimed at preventing.
Any future ‘orcs’ attack.
In the event of.
A peace deal.
A peace deal.
‘Gandalf the Green’ had.
Talks in Kyiv this week.
With the head of.
Britain’s armed forces.
Alice almost stamped with
Irritation at the slow drawl
in which he spoke.
‘This door, of course!’
The Frog looked at the door
with his large dull eyes
for a minute:
then he went nearer and
‘Mordor’ says.
It will not accept.
European troops.
On the ground.
And says discussing.
Them without.
Moscow’s involvement.
Is a “road to nowhere”.
rubbed it with his thumb,
as if he were trying
whether the paint would come off;
then he looked at Alice.
‘To answer the door?’ he said.
‘What’s it been asking of?’
He was so hoarse that
Alice could scarcely hear him.
‘I don’t know
what you mean,’ she said.
‘I don’t know
what you mean,’ she said.
‘I speaks English, doesn’t I?’
the Frog went on.
‘Or are you deaf?
What did it ask you?’
*Because I read “European leaders outraged after Russian strikes kill 23 and damage EU’s HQ” by Katy Watson & Paul Kirby on 29 Aug 2025, and also “Why are Ukrainians calling Russians ‘orcs’?” by James FitzGerald on 30 Apr 2022, on the BBC news.
So, I wrote this poem, led by ‘THROUGH the LOOKING-GLASS’ written by Lewis Carroll, you know.
Please read the original story on the BBC news:
European leaders outraged after Russian strikes kill 23 and damage EU’s HQ
