by Lewis Carroll
Twas brillig and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe,
All mimsy were the borogroves
And the mome raths outgrabe.
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jub Jub bird
And shun the frumious bandersnatch!
He took his vorpal sword in hand,
Long time the manxome foe he sought.
So rested he, by the tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought.
And as in uffish thought he stood,
the Jabberwock with eyes aflame
came whiffling through the tulgey wood
and burbled as it came.
One two! One two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker snack
He left it dead, and with its head
He came galumphing back.
Hast thou slain the jaberwock?
Come to my arms my beamish boy.
Calooh callay, oh frubjous day!
He chortled in his joy.
Twas brilig, and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the borogroves
and the mome raths outgrabe.
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