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Here's the weekly/monthly poem!
The Jabberwocky
'Twas Brillig and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy in the borogoves
and mame raths outgrabe.
Beware the jabberwock, my son!
with jaws that bite and 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 he rested by the tumtum tree,
and stood awhile in thought.
and, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock with eyes aflame,
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 it's head,
he came gallumphing back!
And thou hast slain the jabberwock?
come to my arms, o beamsih boy!
O Frabjous day, callooh, callay!
he chortled in his joy.
'twas Brillig and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy in the borogoves
and mame raths outgrabe.