Twas Brillig And the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberock, my son! The jaws the bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch! He took his vorpal blade in hand; Long time the manxome foe he sought- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, and stood a while in thought And, as in uffish thought he stood, The jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling throught the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left in dead, and with its 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 Brillig And the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.