The Jabberwonky

Sock Camp’s a fine tradition,
With some goals that must be met.
Have fun, meet friends, learn lots
...but there’s something you must get.

We always issue homework,
And that homework’s a big deal,
Knitters make stuff that’s art
And make it knitterly and real.

Read the poem we’ve put below,
Sort of from Alice and her Looking Glass,
Then think of a dragoney Jabberwonk
- and knit one before class.

There are no rules, nor expectations,
Not even that it must be a dragon,
Just be inspired and knit it up
- and give it right to our welcome wagon.

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'Twas brillig and the slithy toes
Did gyre and gusset in the wabe
All flimsy were the ribagoves
And the picot raths outgabe!

"Beware the JabberWonk my knitter!
The jaws that snap and claws that snag!
Beware the Jubjub bird and twitter
The frumious tessughag"!

She took her vorpal needle in hand:
Long time the thrice-ply foe she sought--
So setted she by the toeheel tree
And there knit awhile in thought.

And as in stitchish thought she stood,
The Jabberwonk with eyes of flame
Came sniffling through the ruggey wood,
And knotted as it came.

Knit one! Purl Two! And round by round
The vorpal needle went klicky-klack
She left it cuffed, and with its head
She went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwonk?
Come to my arms, my seamish knitter!
Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
She raveled in her joy.

'Twas brillig and the slithy toes
Did gyre and gusset in the wabe
All flimsy were the ribagoves
And the picot raths outgabe!