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Hello Lewis, It's about Alice
In Wonderland. I understand
Most of it, but not this bit
With slithy toves and Bomgoves
I mean what the Hell! What the Heck!
The nearest my computer spellcheck
Offers is loaves, and stoves
Slippery toads and slimy roads.
Face it, Mister Carroll,
I've got you over a barrel
When I say its all so bloody absurd.
There's no such thing as a jub-jub bird.
Nothing gires or gimbles
And there's no such word as burbled
There's fires and thimbles
And I've heard of being burgled
Finally you advertise a snicker-snack
We called them marathon bars back
When poets wrote like William Shakespeare
And not like yourself and Edward Lear.
Oh yes, he's another one like you who cobbles
Together whole poems with words like Pobbles
That aren't really words, but you can't find the time
To find a vocabulary that will easily rhyme.
You're trying to find a word that goes with books
But drunk as a skunk you type the word gruttocks
And then you can't be bothered starting anew
So you send it here to be printed out all askew.
It's all nonsense and gibberish
But we really need to publish
Something soon, so it comes as a something of a shock
To have to accept this tripe of yours called The Jabberwock.

Arthur Chappell