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T'was shrilling, and the slimy toes Did grope and nimble in the wave: All flimsy were the groves and the moms wrath outgave
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware of the Jubjub bird, and shun the ferocious Bandersnatch."
He took his vorpal sword in hand, for the foe he had searched for a long time, so he rested by the Tumtum tree, and sat awhile in thought.
The Jabberwock with eyes of flame came whistling through the tulgey wood, and roared as it came!
How dare you attack my village?!?
One,two! One,two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and took it's head, galloping back.
Now you will DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Have you slain the Jabberwock my son? Come to my arms, my gleamish boy! O fabulous day! Hooray! Hoora!" He chuckled in his joy.
Come my boy!
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