To: Harmless Teddy Bear
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
27 posted on
08/23/2003 7:38:58 AM PDT by
Dog Gone
To: Dog Gone
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
54 posted on
08/23/2003 9:02:34 AM PDT by
Harmless Teddy Bear
(You walk in middle of road and you get crushed by some airhead vegetarian valley girl driving SUV)
To: Dog Gone
Ooooh, my favorite!
59 posted on
08/23/2003 9:36:18 AM PDT by
FourPeas
To: Dog Gone
Aye an' a bit of Mackeral settler rack and ruin
ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place
well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side
and I cried, cried, cried.
The fear a fallen down taken never back the raize and then Craig Marion,
get out wi' ye Claymore out mi pocket a' ran doon, doon the middin stain
picking the fiery horde that was fallen around ma feet.
Never he cried, never shall it ye get me alive
ye rotten hound of the burnie crew. Well I snatched fer the blade O my
Claymore cut and thrust and I fell doon before him round his feet.
Aye! A roar he cried frae the bottom of his heart that I would nay fall
but as dead, dead as 'a can be by his feet; de ya ken?
...and the wind cried back.
[In English] Thank you.
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