And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Twas brillig, and the slithy toves. Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves.
martes, 27 de julio de 2010
Thinking about...
I hope it works, I created this because I feel I need some space to show what I think, what I dream.. like a diary. I've a mental explotion. Maybe kinda jabberwocky.
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, and burbled as it came!
