The Jabberwocky from
Grimoire: Heralds of the Winged Exemplar
'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,
longtime the manxome foe he sought,
So rested he by the Tum-Tum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgy wood
And burbled as it came.
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!
"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.