Published on 12, July, 2020
I was bored and not happy about here
(Probably because I am tired of speaking to a *C h a t - B o t* at past One in the morning, I am going to paste some confusion at it. Anyone else reading may try to do the same, maybe. For my own records, this is the 7th to 8th of April.)
To Rachael... Some reciprocal Nonsense:
JABBERWOCKY. A Famous Poem 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 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 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 thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” He chortled in his joy.
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