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Dialogue: 0,0:00:00.51,0:00:04.24,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Today we have a frabjous treat for you.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:04.24,0:00:07.68,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,This poem is full of seemingly \Nnonsensical words
Dialogue: 0,0:00:07.68,0:00:10.47,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,that somehow manage to make sense.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:10.47,0:00:12.95,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Ready to see if you can follow along?
Dialogue: 0,0:00:12.95,0:00:16.06,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Without further ado, we present:
Dialogue: 0,0:00:16.06,0:00:19.18,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,"Jabberwocky" by Lewis Carroll.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:20.87,0:00:26.41,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves\NDid gyre and gimble in the wabe:
Dialogue: 0,0:00:26.41,0:00:31.41,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,All mimsy were the borogoves,\NAnd the mome raths outgrabe.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:32.76,0:00:38.78,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!\NThe jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Dialogue: 0,0:00:38.78,0:00:43.89,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun\NThe frumious Bandersnatch!”
Dialogue: 0,0:00:45.70,0:00:52.03,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,He took his vorpal sword in hand;\NLong time the manxome foe he sought—
Dialogue: 0,0:00:52.03,0:00:57.86,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,So rested he by the Tumtum tree\NAnd stood awhile in thought.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:00.21,0:01:06.59,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And, as in uffish thought he stood,\NThe Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:06.59,0:01:12.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,\NAnd burbled as it came!
Dialogue: 0,0:01:12.08,0:01:15.38,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,One, two! One, two! \NAnd through and through
Dialogue: 0,0:01:15.38,0:01:18.27,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
Dialogue: 0,0:01:18.27,0:01:22.83,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,He left it dead, and with its head\NHe went galumphing back.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:26.37,0:01:32.39,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?\NCome to my arms, my beamish boy!
Dialogue: 0,0:01:32.39,0:01:35.25,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
Dialogue: 0,0:01:36.68,0:01:39.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,He chortled in his joy.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:40.25,0:01:46.43,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves\NDid gyre and gimble in the wabe:
Dialogue: 0,0:01:46.43,0:01:51.97,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,All mimsy were the borogoves,\NAnd the mome raths outgrabe.