[00:00.970]'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
[00:04.150]Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
[00:06.640]All mimsy were the borogoves,
[00:09.330]And the mome raths outgrabe.
[00:12.190]'Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
[00:15.530]The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
[00:19.070]Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
[00:22.120]The frumious Bandersnatch!
[00:24.650]He took his vorpal sword in hand:
[00:28.220]Long time the manxome foe he sought
[00:32.160]So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
[00:34.370]And stood awhile in thought.
[00:36.550]And as in uffish thought he stood.
[00:39.720]The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
[00:42.780]Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
[00:45.510]And burbled as it came!
[00:47.840]One, two! One, two! And through and through
[00:50.960]The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
[00:53.180]He left it dead, and with its head
[00:56.960]He went galumphing back.
[00:59.480]'And thou hast slain the Jabberwock?
[01:03.400]Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
[01:06.980]O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
[01:10.380]He chortled in his joy.
[01:13.200]'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
[01:17.070]Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
[01:19.610]All mimsy were the borogoves,
[01:22.240]And the mome raths outgrabe.
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