A fascinating poem, which is considered one of the greatest nonsense poems written in English. Its playful and whimsical language will undoubtedly shake up your imagination and fuel your appreciation for creativity.
The author born, Charles Lutwidge Dodgson (better known by his pseudonym, Lewis Carroll), was the third of eleven children and obviously gifted. Lewis Carroll – 1832 to 1898 – born in the small parish of Daresbury in England. To learn more about the author and the poem, you can visit the links provided at the end of my post.
I was introduced to this poem by one of my LinkedIn connections. and he informed me that he read the poem aloud in a speech class and later used it in Toastmasters.
Let me know if you read the poem aloud and if it was a tongue twister for you.
Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll
’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 that catch!Beware the Jubjub bird, and shunThe frumious Bandersnatch!”He took his vorpal sword in hand;Long time the manxome foe he sought—So rested he by the Tumtum treeAnd stood awhile in thought.And, as in uffish thought he stood,The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,And burbled as it came!One, two! One, two! And through and throughThe vorpal blade went snicker-snack!He left it dead, and with its headHe went galumphing back.“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?Come to my arms, my beamish boy!O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”He chortled in his joy.’Twas brillig, and the slithy tovesDid gyre and gimble in the wabe:All mimsy were the borogoves,And the mome raths outgrabe.