Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and grimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the mome raths outgrabe
The Jabberwock, with eyes like flame
Jaws that bite and claws that catch!
Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
And the frumious Bandersnatch!
He took his Vorpal sword in hand
The Vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back