'Twas brillig, and the sandy slopes Did gyre and gimble ('spite lack of waves) All beachy were the castle-rows And the molpys outgrabe. "Beware the Ignorance, Cuegan! The whys that gnaw, the hows that itch! Beware the shrug-shrug bird, and shun The flooded seaside ditch!" They took dilgunnerangs in hand; Long time the water's source they sought -- So rested she by the Baobab tree; He stood awhile in thought. And, as in endless pix they sought, The Ignorance, with wormy brain, Came pressing down upon their thought, And hid the source of rain. One, two! One, two! And through and through The uffish pair pressed on the track! They forged ahead, to river's head And went galumphing back. "And, has thou o'ercame the Ignorance? Come to my arms, my plucksome pair! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! He chortled in joyful air." 'Twas brillig, and the sandy slopes Did gyre and gimble ('spite lack of waves) All beachy were the castle-rows And the molpys outgrabe.
Posted on 2013-05-28 05:37.