Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe
Beware, my son
Beware the Jabberwock, the jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
He took his vorpal sword in his hand,
Long time the manxome foe he sought
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought
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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!
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