It was four o’clock in the afternoon and the lithe, slimy badger-lizard-corkscrew-like things that live on cheese went round and round and made holes in the grass plot around a sundial. All the thin, shabby-looking birds with feathers sticking out all over were flimsy and miserable, and the green pigs that were far from home were making odd noises between bellowing and whistling, with a sort of sneeze in the middle.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The biting jaws and snatching claws! Beware the Jubjub bird and pay no attention to the fuming and furious imaginary wild animal of fierce disposition!”
He grabbed his deadly sword and for a long time, looked for the fearsome foe. Then he rested by a tree, and stood there a while, thinking.
As he stood thinking random thoughts, the Jabberwock, eyes burning with rage, came blowing in light, shifting gusts through the tall gray wood, and made a bubbling sound as it came.
One, two! One, two! The deadly blade went through its neck with a sound like scissors. He left it dead, and taking the head, he moved heavily and clumsily back home.
“And have you killed the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my bright, cheerful, overly optimistic and lucky boy! O wonderful, elegant, superb day! I cheer! I cheer!” He chuckled gleefully in his joy.
It was four o’clock in the afternoon and the lithe, slimy badger-lizard-corkscrew-like things that live on cheese went round and round and made holes in the grass plot around a sundial. All the thin, shabby-looking birds with feathers sticking out all over were flimsy and miserable, and the green pigs that were far from home were making odd noises between bellowing and whistling, with a sort of sneeze in the middle.