one of my favourite poems. Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll '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 Jabberwock my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird and shun The fruminous Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand; Long time the manxome foe he sought- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhlle in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through 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 went galumphing back. "And hast though 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 teh wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves And the mome raths outgrabe.