'Twas brillig,
and the slithy toves,
shot dirty looks as we went past
All mimsy were the borogroves,
the mome raths all outcast
"Beware that Jabberwock,
my son!
Her jaws that bite and claws that rip
beware the jealous mess that comes
when one is just a little hip!"
With vorpal tongue, she lashed out hard
forever in my conscience caught
So rested we teenagers three,
and lay awhile in thought
And as in cuddlish pile we slept
The Jabberwock, with lips of flame
came whiffling over while I wept
spitting bullshit as she came
One two, one two!
And through, and through!
That vorpal tongue went snicker-snack!
Fuck you, fuck you,