Twas brillig,         slithy toves
 Did gyre               the wabe;
 All mimsy      the borogoves,
 And the      raths outgrabe.

 Beware the             my son!
 The jaws                      that catch!
 Beware the              and shun
 The frumious Bandersnatch!?

 He took                  in hand:
 Long time                 he sought?
 So rested           Tumtum tree,
 And stood         in thought.

 As as                   he stood,
 The Jabberwock,           of flame,
 Came whiffling             tulgey wood,
 And burbled    it came!

 One, two!                       and through
 The vorpal       went snicker-snack!
 He left                   its head
 He went galumphing back.

 And hast            the Jabberwock?
 Come to             beamish boy!
 O frabjous      Callooh! Callay!
 He chortled    his joy.

 Twas brillig,         slithy toves
 Did gyre               the wabe;
 All mimsy      the borogoves,
 And the      raths outgrabe.