Kublawocky
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landofnowherePeople were exclaiming something about frabjous days at Tapestry, and somebody didn't know what we were talking about, so there was more quoting of Jabberwocky, and milk_toast said "In Xanadu did Kubla Khan", and I said, "No, that's a different poem." and it led to:
Kublawocky
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
Gyre and gimble in the wabe,
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
And the mome raths outgrabe
Down to a sunless sea.
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch
With walls and towers were girdled round :
The frumious Bandersnatch!
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree,
Long time the manxome foe he sought,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery,
And stood awhile in thought.
But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
And burbled as it came!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
A mighty fountain momently was forced :
He went galumphing back.
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail.
“Come to my arms, my beamish boy!”
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
He chortled in his joy.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
It works remarkably well, I have to say -- it is alternating lines, assuming I can count: I fudged the punctuation here and there, but the only actual cheating is in line 2, to avoid duplicating "did". The main thing I don't like is line 5, because I feel like it very much wants to be the end of a stanza (grammatically, I think it could also start a new sentence there, but that doesn't feel right either), but so does line 4, and that just doesn't work.
And scansion is probably all over the place, but oh well...
milk_toast said "In Xanadu did Kubla Khan", and I said, "No, that's a different poem." and it led to:Kublawocky
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
Gyre and gimble in the wabe,
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
And the mome raths outgrabe
Down to a sunless sea.
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch
With walls and towers were girdled round :
The frumious Bandersnatch!
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree,
Long time the manxome foe he sought,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery,
And stood awhile in thought.
But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
And burbled as it came!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
A mighty fountain momently was forced :
He went galumphing back.
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail.
“Come to my arms, my beamish boy!”
And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
He chortled in his joy.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
It works remarkably well, I have to say -- it is alternating lines, assuming I can count: I fudged the punctuation here and there, but the only actual cheating is in line 2, to avoid duplicating "did". The main thing I don't like is line 5, because I feel like it very much wants to be the end of a stanza (grammatically, I think it could also start a new sentence there, but that doesn't feel right either), but so does line 4, and that just doesn't work.
And scansion is probably all over the place, but oh well...
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Date: 7 Oct 2007 14:25 (UTC)i remember now, i remember now
Date: 1 Jan 2008 10:32 (UTC)"Thunderwocky"
‘Twas brillig and the slithy toves outgrabe
The raths did gyre and gimble in the wabe
Do beware the claws that catch
On the frumious Bandersnatch
And if woods you stalk
Fear the Jabberwock
Though you call it Thunderbird
Though you call it Thunderbird
“Man oh man, that Jubjub’s fierce”
“Man, my vorpal blade will pierce
Him –
When he comes whiffling through
“I’ll beamish be,” he said, and long he sought
For Jabberwocks he stood in uffish thought
Hacked through mimsy borogoves
In the tulgey wood in droves
Then rested he
By the Tumtum tree
And he called it Thunderbird
And he called it Thunderbird
… And with eyes of flame
Burbling as it came
Came what he called Thunderbird
‘Fore the tree was Thunderbird!
He liked fun, so one and two
Snicker-snack with sword sliced through
Him –
And with his head galumphed
‘Twas brillig and the slithy toves outgrabe
The raths did gyre and gimble in the wabe
That’s the Jabber’s head, you know
Hast thou slain the manxome foe?
Come you here, my beamish boy
Look, I’m chortling in my joy
Oh, a frabjous day!
Oh, callooh callay
That you’ve slain that Thunderbird…
That you’ve slain that Thunderbird!