Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe
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All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe
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"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
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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.
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And, as in uffish thought he stood,The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
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One, two! One, two! And through and throughThe vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
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"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabious day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
***
'Twas brillig and the slithy tovesdid gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
and the mome raths outgrabe.
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