Twas thrilling, and the slimy toads
Did fire and gamble in the wave
All flimsy were the burrow homes ,
And the mum rats outraged.

“Beware the Jawbreaker my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the glub glub bird, and shun
The furious Bandit scratch!”

He took his worper sword in hand;
Long time the maxim foe he sought—
So rested he by the Dumb dumb tree
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in tuffish thought he stood,
The Jawbreaker, with eyes of flame,
Came wishing through the tubing wood,
And bubbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The worper blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galoping back.

“And hast thou slain the Jawbreaker?
Come to my arms, my beaming boy!
O fabulous day! Hooray! Hooray!”
He chortled in his joy.

Twas thrilling, and the slimy toads
Did fire and gamble in the wave
All flimsy were the burrow homes ,
And the mum rats outraged.