with apologies to lewis carrol...
JabberJockey
'Twas swillig, and the pithy rodes
Did gyro and tumble in the glade
All simsy were the borgohodes
And the mod rants outplayed
"Beware the JabberJock, my son!
The pause that bite, the cause that hatch
Beware the Jugug bird, and run
The fruminous Lavochak!"
He took his verbal sword in hand
Long time the foulmouthed foe he sought--
So rested he by the toolshed grand
and stood awhile in thought.
And, as in oafish thought he stood
The JabberJock, with keys of flame
Came whifflling thru the buggy wood
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And you and you
The popup blade went Fricker-Frack!
He left it read, and with its cred
He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberjock?
Come to my arm, my modish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas swillig, and the pithy rodes
Did gyro and tumble in the glade
All simsy were the borgohodes
And the mod rants outplayed