"Twas brillig, and teh silthy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; all mimsy were the borogroves, and the mome raths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberwock, my son! teh jaw that bite, the claws that catch! beware the jubub 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 tumtumtree, and stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, the jabberwock, with eyes of flame. came wiffling through the tulge 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 thoug slain the jabberworck! come to my arms, my beamish boy! o frakpis dau! calloh! callay! he chortled in his joy. Twas brillig, and teh silthy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; all mimsy were the borogroves, and the mome raths outgrabe
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