Jabberwocky
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‘Twas brillig, and the slithy tovesDid gyre and gimble in the wabe:All mimsy were the borogoves,And the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!The jaws that bite, the claws…
Poetry
How doth the little crocodile
How doth the little crocodileImprove his shining tail,And pour the waters of the NileOn every golden scale! How cheerfully he seems to grin,How neatly spreads his claws,And welcomes little fishes…