My mom used to perform this poem to my brother and I when we were kids. We loved it! But I hadn't thought about it for decades until earlier this week when I started a parody of Jabberwocky, inspired by a local coffee shop called the Black Sheep. Parodying this poem is especially fun, since it's nonsensical to begin with, so it's like pretending you're a translator.
I learnt this one as a child and haven’t heard it since then—but what a strange and happy thing how those words flooded my memory and the cadence took step almost immediately in the opening lines!
Have always loved this poem ever since I was introduced to it by my 6 th grade teacher who required we memorize this one, along with about a dozen other poems. I recently visited this retired teacher, who just achieved her 90 th birthday. Had a great time reciting portions of several of those poems. What a gift. And thank you!
Always such a fun poem to read aloud. I tried to pass on the joy of this poem by having my 4th grade tutoring students read these twisty, innovative words. Not sure I succeeded, but we had fun. Perhaps they learned they too can make up words.
My mom used to perform this poem to my brother and I when we were kids. We loved it! But I hadn't thought about it for decades until earlier this week when I started a parody of Jabberwocky, inspired by a local coffee shop called the Black Sheep. Parodying this poem is especially fun, since it's nonsensical to begin with, so it's like pretending you're a translator.
’Twas frigid, and my morning joe
Did fail, and forthwith through the day
All whimsy was my neuron-flow,
And my mind craved a latte.
“Beware the blackened sheep, my son!
Caffeine that bites, the scones to snatch!
Beware the house blend beans, and shun
The scent of a danish batch!”
I learnt this one as a child and haven’t heard it since then—but what a strange and happy thing how those words flooded my memory and the cadence took step almost immediately in the opening lines!
Have always loved this poem ever since I was introduced to it by my 6 th grade teacher who required we memorize this one, along with about a dozen other poems. I recently visited this retired teacher, who just achieved her 90 th birthday. Had a great time reciting portions of several of those poems. What a gift. And thank you!
Always such a fun poem to read aloud. I tried to pass on the joy of this poem by having my 4th grade tutoring students read these twisty, innovative words. Not sure I succeeded, but we had fun. Perhaps they learned they too can make up words.
I think this was a very fitting post so soon after St. George's feast day! It's a sort of dragon story.
My daughter has this memorized, and I love to put her on the spot and ask her to recite it whenever possible.
My favourite to perform for my little boys, a few years ago!