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‘Twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe. All mimsy were the borogroves, and the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the Jabberwock, my son, with jaws that catch and claws that snatch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun the fruminous Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand. Long time the manxome foe he sought. So rested he by a something tree, and stood a while in thought. As in uffish thought he stood, the Jabberwock with eyes of flame came whiffling through the tulgey 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.

“Now hast thou slain the Jabberwock! Come to my arms, my beamish boy! Oh frabjous day! Caloo, callay!” he chortled in his joy.

Rather tragically, it’s the only verse I know by heart – and I’ve even forgotten some of that.