Jabberwocky, The Lyrics
Be wary of the snigglewats
And never meet their gaze
Ignore their ev'ry niggle (lots...)
And find the line that pays
'Cause when they leak their strategy
As one day soon they will
Your weight, when measured at a g
Will be a bitter pill
Shun, indeed, the pommerjaw
And never tweak its nose
Unless you have a bomb (or more...)
With which to blow up foes
As when it sniffs your redolence
Prepare to fight or flee
And molt the stench of meddle-ence
Or you'll end up like me
Contributors: | F, Chevalier, Kansas Sam, Helen Owly, Nym. |
Poem finished: | 22nd May 2006 by Nym. |