The Jabber-Walker: A Re-Thinking by Thomas Martin Sobottke

‘Twas brillig,
and the slimy toves
Did plot and plan
in the Wisconsin groves:
All mimsy were
vox populi
And the mome
raths outgrabe by.

“Beware the Jabber-Walker
my son!
The jaws that bite unions,
the claws that catch bribes!
Beware the Fitzgerald bird,
and shun
the frumious

He took his vorpal clipboard
in hand:
Long time the manxome
foe he sought–
So rested he by
the Recall tree, and stood awhile
in thought.

And as in uffish
thought he stood,
the Jabber-Walker
with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through
the Capitol wood,
And burbled
as it came!

One, two! One, two!
And through and through
the vorpal board
went snicker-snack!
the vote he dreads,
will leave him out,
and with its dread
He went
galumphing back.

And hast thou slain
the Jabber-Walker?
No my father
a year awaits
but we will have him soon,
the man did swoon.

Come to my arms,
my beamish boy!
O frabjous recall day!
Callooh! Callay!
He chortled
in his joy.

With apologies to Lewis Carroll and Through the Looking Glass

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