“Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!
And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!’
He chortled in his joy.”
By teas and seas and billowed charts
The beamish boy did sail about.
Exilerious did he lark
And wilder did he lout.
“Tis true, the ‘Wock, I did him slay!
His hide and hat I did procure
And Jubjub bird and Bandersnatch
Did also take the cure!”