Stanza 1
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'Twas
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brillig,
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and
|
slithy
|
toves
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Did
|
gyre
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and
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gimble
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in
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the
|
wabe:
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All
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mimsy
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were
|
the
|
borogoves
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And
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the
|
mome
|
raths
|
outgrabe
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Stanza 2
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Beware
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the
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Jabberwock
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my
|
son!
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The
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jaws
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that
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bite,
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the
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claws
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that
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catch!
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Beware
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the
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Jubjub
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bird
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and
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shun
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The
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frumious
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Bandersnatch!
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Stanza 3
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He
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took
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his
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vorpal
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sword
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in
|
hand;
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Long
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time
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the
|
manxome
|
foe
|
he
|
sought
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So
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rested
|
he
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by
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the
|
Tumtum
|
tree
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And
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stood
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awhile
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in
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thought
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Stanza 4
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And,
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as
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in
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uffish
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thought
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he
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stood,
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The
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Jabberwock,
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with
|
eyes
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of
|
flame,
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Came
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whiffling
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through
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the
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tulgey
|
wood,
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And
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burbled
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as
|
it
|
came!
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Stanza 5
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One,
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two!
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One,
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two!
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And
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through
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and
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through
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The
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vorpal
|
blade
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went
|
snicker-snack!
|
He
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left
|
it
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dead,
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and
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with
|
its
|
head
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He
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went
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galumphing
|
back.
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Stanza 6
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“And
|
hast
|
thou
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slain
|
the
|
Jabberwock?
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Come
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to
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my
|
arms,
|
my
|
beamish
|
boy!
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O
|
frabjous
|
day!
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Callooh!
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Callay!”
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He
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chortled
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in
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his
|
joy.
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Stanza 7
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’Twas
|
brillig,
|
and
|
the
|
slithy
|
toves
|
Did
|
gyre
|
and
|
gimble
|
in
|
the
|
wabe:
|
All
|
mimsy
|
were
|
the
|
borogoves,
|
And
|
the
|
mome
|
raths
|
outgrabe.
|
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