twas brillig and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe
all mimsy were the borogoves
and the momraths 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
longtime the manxome foe he sought
so rested he by the tumtum tree
and stood awhile in thought
and as is uffish thought he stood
the jabberwock with eyes of flame
came whiffling through the tulgy 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
twas brillig and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe
all mimsy were the borogoves
and the momeraths outgrabe.
-lewis carroll (forgive the punctuation and spelling errors, it's from memory)
