by jabberwock » Sat Dec 07, 2013 1:17 pm
Maya stood up suddenly. "You know what? I'm utterly sick of your cr*p! I let you stay here, I gave you food, water, bandages, I saved your life, I tended to your wounds, I risked my own life to save yours! You haven't even said thank you once! And even worse; you don't even ask nicely when you want me to get something or do something for you! If perhaps you asked 'please could I have some food?' then maybe I would have gotten it for you!" With that, she turned and headed to her room, slamming the door.
`Twas brillig,
and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
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 manxome 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 through the tulgey 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 galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
- Lewis CarrollFanfiction Account
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