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Jabberwocky
Lewis Carroll (Charles Lutwidge Dodgson)
'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.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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Shhhhhhh!
This cryptic message, just a guess,
As those who take the time shall see
A message from that man, Lewis Carroll, himself
That has been transcribed for you by me
An extraordinary tale he'd tell
Checked within his ghosty jibber-jabb
Take the time, I beg, to see
His mad, embedded gibber-gabb
-- Jon J. Gearhart.
A Shaded, Mystic Heaven-Land
(Amid a Whubb-Whubb World Gone Mad)
Through the looking glass awaits
A vast hidden land of fantasy
For those few brave souls who dare
Just to make the thought trip with me
Follow me, the host, go into big my world
Down rabbit holes dug by thought we drudge
Just filled with chub-chub-chubby madhatters
See the mome rath, the bad Jabberwock, and such
Come one, come all, bring anyone
Go into my world, take them with you
Both young and old alike that they too
Can come to join our merry crew
And we will travel far and wide
To visit this place that none can see
Leaving our own world by thought
Then in wonderland we'll be
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