Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves ,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

Beware the jabberwocky , 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 makxome foe he sought-

So rested he by the Tumtum tree ,

And stood awhile in thought.

And , as in uffish though the he stood ;

The Jabberwock , with eyes on flame ,

Came whiffling through the tulgey wood ,

And burbled as it came !

One , two ! One , two ! And through and through

The vorpal blade went sniker - snack !

He left it dead , and with it's head

He went galumphing back .

And hast thou slain the Jabberwock ?

Come to my arms , my beamish boy !

O frabjous day ! Callooh ! Callay !

He chortled in his joy .

' Twas brilling , 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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