’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. — In Jabberwocky, a poem in Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. — In Jabberwocky, a poem in Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There