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| Helen Lamb performs, "Jabberwocky" |
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'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 Jub Jub 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 Tum Tum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
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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
His vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
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"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.
by Lewis Carroll
from Through the
Looking Glass
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