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 claws that catch, the jaws that snatch! Beware the JubJub bird, and shun the frumious Bandersnatch! He took his vorpal blade 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, in through, in through, the Vorpal Blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head, he went galumphing back. And has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! Oh fragious day, kallo! Kallay! 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. And for my next piece, I am the very model of a modern major general...
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This quote was added August 12, 2007.