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The Jabberwookie


`Twas brillig, and the sithy clones
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the womp rats outgrabe.


"Beware the Jabberwookie, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that hit!
Beware the Jubjub droid, and shun
The frumious Saarlacc pit!"


He took his vorpal sabre in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the wroshyr tree,
And stood awhile in thought.


And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwookie, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the Kashyyyk wood,
And roarfled as it came!


One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went sizzle-zap!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went a warping back.


"And, has thou slain the Jabberwookie?
Come to my tentacles, my jedi boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!`
He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the sithy clones
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the womp rats outgrabe.