'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 jub jub bird,and shun
the fumious Bandersnatch!
He took his vopal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought--
So rested he by the tum tum tree,
and stood a while in thought.
One two!One two!Thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms,my beamish boy!
Oh frabjous day!Callooh!Callay!
He chortled in joy.
'Twas brillig and the slithytoves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
