Reminiscence of Lake Michigan sailing days aboard my little boat, the Mimsy . . .
T’was lurkish, and the wiffly flooves
Did stretch the ensigns toward the blay.
The Mimsy rode the rounding loofs,
And the good skiff wahfed onway.
Be sure to mind the smarms my boys,
The troughs that trap, the swells that flip!
Beware the carpful Scuttlejack, and fight
The awrful Floundership.
We held our ruddle fast in hand,
The tithey deep our fullsome foe.
Then raggled we upon the sea,
And sloggened splays did blow.
As crew we verved, and as we plied,
The Scuttlejack, aboil, appeared.
And orgled forth, it us soon spied,
Overpowering, as we’d feared.
With sudden sputt the Mimsy cut
Toward haven, dock and rest.
The Scuttlejack lay on its back
For we had passed the test.
Oh, how we scowed into our slip!
We cried Hip Hip Hooray!
We live to wahf another ship,
Though shan’t forget this day!
T’was lurkish and the wiffly flooves
Did stretch the ensigns toward the blay.
The Mimsy rode the rounding loofs,
And the good skiff wahfed onway.
By Larry Ambrose
Inspired by “The Jabberwock”, from Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There, by Lewis Carroll.
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April 3rd, 2012 at 9:50 pm
Huh?
April 5th, 2012 at 4:32 pm
Bill
Sailing on the big lake makes you end up talking like that!
Larry
April 3rd, 2012 at 10:10 pm
Poetry class must be going well.
I caught the rhythm of the Jabberwocky. I used that for my speech classes and told them to make some meaning out of the nonsense words. I think I know it by heart.
April 5th, 2012 at 3:00 pm
freed – It’s great to hear from another fan of the Jabberwocky. It’s one of my favorites! Larry