Did aw o' nae much in the wabe:
Aw mehmsy were they borogoves,
An' the mome ra's ootgrabe.
"Ken aye the Jabberwock, laddie!
They jaws tha' bite, they claws tha' catch!
Ken aye yer Jubjub bird, an' shun
Yer frumious Bandersnatch!"
An' tak'is vorpal piece tae haund:
Lang time the manxome foe he socht --
rested he by the Tumtum tree an' aw,
An' stan't awheel in thocht.
An', a' in uffish thocht he stan't,
The Jabberwock, wi' eyes o' flame,
Came hai-tearing thro' the tulgey wid,
An' burbled as it came!
Wan, tae! Wan, tae! An' thro' an' thro'
The vorpal piece gaed pure mental!
He leeft it deid, and wi' its heid
He gaed galumphing back.
"And, ha' ye killt the Jabberwock?
Come to ma arms, ma beamish bairn!
Aw frabjous day! An' aw! An' ay!"
He chortled in 'is seil.
They jaws tha' bite, they claws tha' catch!
Ken aye yer Jubjub bird, an' shun
Yer frumious Bandersnatch!"
An' tak'is vorpal piece tae haund:
Lang time the manxome foe he socht --
rested he by the Tumtum tree an' aw,
An' stan't awheel in thocht.
An', a' in uffish thocht he stan't,
The Jabberwock, wi' eyes o' flame,
Came hai-tearing thro' the tulgey wid,
An' burbled as it came!
Wan, tae! Wan, tae! An' thro' an' thro'
The vorpal piece gaed pure mental!
He leeft it deid, and wi' its heid
He gaed galumphing back.
"And, ha' ye killt the Jabberwock?
Come to ma arms, ma beamish bairn!
Aw frabjous day! An' aw! An' ay!"
He chortled in 'is seil.
Pure brillig, an' they slithy toves
Did aw o' nae much in the wabe:
Aw mehmsy were they borogoves,
An' the mome ra's ootgrabe.
Did aw o' nae much in the wabe:
Aw mehmsy were they borogoves,
An' the mome ra's ootgrabe.
Big cheers gae tae the man himseel, Lewis Carroll. Sairie fur ruining yer poem an' aw mate.
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