Twas Brillig and the slithy Toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe, All mimsy were the borogoves And the momeraths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberwock, my son, 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 maxnome foe he sought, So rested he by the Tum Tum Tree And stood a while in thought. And then in uffish thought he stood The Jabberwock with eyes of flame Came whiffling thru the tulgey wood And burbled as it came! One two one two, and thru and thru the vorpal blade went snicker snak! He left it dead and with its head he went galumphing back. "And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms! My beamish boy! Oh 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 momeraths outgrabe.