Frabjous Poems - Poems about Frabjous

...Hey you! Yeah, you—the little big you. Never let 'You' go. Shhh! Little big, you better be saying 'Yes', Even when society says a clamorous 'No'. Don't let little you escape, Keep little he......

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...Each English-speaker knows that funner means more fun than fun, and weirder means more weird than weird. And yet nary a one of "proper" dictionaries has neologism words - t......

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... He said that it was brillig, but what did that word mean And slithy is a word that I had never seen If you gyre and gimble, what do you really do I guess when in the wabe, you seek th......

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...A lovely lady beguiles a luckless lad Of unwitting others she might have had The fairest face may be foul of heart Deft deceit is how now it shall start Like fated moths drawn to the light N......

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... “But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” –“He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven,” by W.B. Yeats “I lo......

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... “The Lewis Trap” Well, of course he's misanthropic He’s a Misanthropic Man The Devil’s in the details Buried deep under the covers Of bedtime......

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...Beauty chortles forth a frabjous, interrupting static sanity, Misheard through ears abstruse. Boojums guised as proper Cast labels fathoming blind vanity -- Yet, beauty chortles forth a frabjo......

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...In tiny steps i climbed aloft With chambermaid and pepper pot. To see the Wizzle of the Snad Make umphle of the ichybad. 'Tis oft the beast that burdens both The hunter and the Gruffalo, For f......

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...Neo*, My beamish boy, Who slayed 'The Jabberwock'. "Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" My friend. --- *Neo is part Blue Heeler, part mongrel and all good. Mostly. Lines used from L......

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...Leave not behind the knowledge of thy wit When pleasure drinks a toast to flesh and vice A toast in pleasure that the day has writ Or consciousness of senses seasoned spice? Art thou conten......

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