TWAS BRILLIG: postscript


If I were to read just so,

This anecdote of note.

I have for you this small cadeau,

This suite is mine to quote.

I grin, for it just serves to show,
That bonnie lass I used to know  —
Whose look was wild, whose face did glow,
Whose heart was purer than the snow,

Whose courage I did come to know,

Who never sought a quid pro quo,

Whose oyster said that she must go,

As waves did swell and seas did grow,
Who rocked her wings both to and fro,
And flew her Walrus low and slow,

Dodging blow after blow after blow,

To give those saved a tomorrow,
That summer morning long ago,

A-flying in a boat.


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