Jabberwocky

‘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 Jubjub 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 Tumtum tree
And stood a while in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood
and burbling as it came.

One, Two. One, Two, Through and through,
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack.
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“Hast though slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my armes, my beamish boy!
Oh, frabjous day! Calloo! 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.
I typed the above from memory, if you can believe that.

I typed the above from memory, if you can believe that.Last night when I got home from work, my son immediately started in with me, wanting help with his homework. “I have to memorize this whole thing!” He said, and then he started reading, from a sheet of paper, the above poem by Lewis Carroll.

He stopped on the second line of the first stanza, and said “How am I supposed to memorize this whole thing!”

“Thats easy.” I said, and I proceeded to quote the entire poem for him. The look on his face was priceless, and I spent the better part of the night helping him memorize Jabberwocky.