’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: Brooklyn
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe. Henry
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Joseph
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!” Celeste
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought— Nate
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought. Paige
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Michael
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came! Rose
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! Connor
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back. Hannah
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy! Grace
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy. Gwen
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