You opened the door.
Jabberwocky
'Twas brillig, and the slith toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogroves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manoxome foe he sought-
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling though the tuley wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and
through
The Vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumhing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
"Twas brillig, and the slithy toves,
did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy wee the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
Guess what, chucaupt could have been Lewis Carol.
Now you are just a Jabberwocke and chucauput is just an oyster, but that is another story.
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