I’m learning a new poem, one I saw in the skeleton bookstore. Here’s what I’ve got so far.
‘Twas brillig and the slimy toes with fire and thimble in the waves
All flimsy were the borogoves and Mom’s wrath with grapes
Beware the Jabberwock in sun, the jaws that bite, the claws that scratch
Beware the jujubes and shun the furious binder clasp.

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