'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
'Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub 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 of flame,
ame 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 went galumphing back.
'And has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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'Twas brisling, and the smithy toes
Did gyre and gamble in the wade:
All missy were the boor gives,
And the mom rates out garb.
"Beware the Jabber wacky, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jujube bird, and shun
The furious Banker snatch!"
He took his coral sword in hand:
Long time the man home foe he sought---
So rested he by the Tub tummy tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in offish thought he stood,
The Jabber wacky, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffing through the bulgy wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The coral blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went gallium ping back.
"And hats the slain the Jabber wacky?
Come to my arms, my bearish boy!
O frab jous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twos brisling, and the smithy toes
Did gyre and gamble in the wade:
All missy were the boor gives,
And the mom rates out garb.
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