abberwocky
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogroves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
- "Beware the Jabberwock, 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 manxome foe he sought ---
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
- And, as in uffish thought he stood,
- The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
- Came whiffling though the tulgey wood,
- And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He came 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 brillig, and the slithey toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogroves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
- Lewis Carroll (from: Through the Looking Glass)