The Cacherwoky Traditional Cache
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`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 Cacherwock, my son!
The ivys that bite, the thorns that catch!
Beware the conifer micro, and shun
The frumious guard rail snatch!"
He took his vorpal GPS 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 Cacherwock, 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 pen went snicker-snack!
He left it logged, and with its FTF
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Cacherwock?
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.
-- Adapted from "The Jabberwoky" by Lewis Carroll
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