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‘Twas wimey, and the gelthy nodes
Did hath and harkness in the crabe;
All rutany were the krillitodes,
And the graske nogs toclafade!.
“Beware the Slitheen, my son!
The claws that cripe, the air that hums
Beware the Zygon herd, and shun
The Raxacoricus sound of drums!”
He took his knetal sonic in hand:
All time the vespish ood he sought-
So naroned he by the Messaline tree,
And brooded as he ought!.
And, as in klomish thought he stood
The Slitheen, with gelth remain
Came kaleding through the nestene wood,
And oozled as it came!
Fworp vworp! Fworp vworp! And through and through
The knetal sonic went ticker-tack
He left it stunned, and with its nail
He went bounding back!.
“And hast thou slain the Slithy theen!?
Whyever not my, gallifrish boy!?
O awkwardian day! Boo! Beway!
He clamoured to destroy!.
‘Twas wimey, and the gelthy nodes
Did hath and harkness in the crabe;
All rutany were the krillitodes,
And the graske nogs toclafade!.
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