Bazonka

Say Bazonka every day That's what my grandma used to say It keeps at bay the Asian Flu' And both your elbows free from glue. So say Bazonka every day (That's what my grandma used to say) Don't say it if your socks are dry! Or when the sun is in your eye! Never say it in the dark (The word you see emits a spark) Only say it in the day (That's what my grandma used to say) Young Tiny Tim took her advice He said it once, he said it twice he said it till the day he died And even after that he tried To say Bazonka! every day Just like my grandma used to say. Now folks around declare it's true That every night at half past two If you'll stand upon your head And shout Bazonka! from your bed You'll hear the word as clear as day Just like my grandma used to say!

Spike Milligan

And stood awhile in thought. two! One. as in uffish thought he stood. two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! . Came whiffling through the tulgey wood.JABBERWOCKY Lewis Carroll (from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There. and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought -So rested he by the Tumtum tree. And. with eyes of flame. And burbled as it came! One. my son! The jaws that bite. "Beware the Jabberwock. 1872) `Twas brillig. and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves. The Jabberwock. the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird. And the mome raths outgrabe.

And the mome raths outgrabe. and with its head He went galumphing back.He left it dead. my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy. and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe. has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms. . All mimsy were the borogoves. `Twas brillig. "And.

or lofty Tower. long wintry nights. .When the angry breakers roar As they beat on the rocky shore. and their hands are blue.When Storm-clouds brood on the towering heights Of the hills of the Chankly Bore:Then. Through the long. happily passed those days! While the cheerful Jumblies staid. A single lurid light. For day and night he was always there . A lonely spark with silvery rays Piercing the coal-black night. "Far and few. through the vast and gloomy dark. Their heads are green. In moonlight. Landing at Eve near the Zemmery Fidd Where the Oblong Oysters grow. For the Jumblies came in a Sieve. Cry. To the plaintive pipe of the lively Dong. Anon it sparkles. Are the lands where the Jumblies live. There moves what seems a fiery spark. And they went to sea in a sieve. And all the woods and the valleys rang With the chorus they daily and nightly sang. And those who watch at that midnight hour From Hall or Terrace.the Dong! "The wandering Dong through the forest goes! "The Dong! the Dong! "The Dong with a luminous Nose!" Long years ago The Dong was happy and gay.pauses. "The Dong! . shine or shade. They danced in circlets all night long. Till he fell in love with a Jumbly Girl Who came to those shores one day. . far and few. as the wild light passes along.flashes and leaps.When awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain.Hither and thither the vision strays." Happily. . And ever as onward it gleaming goes A light on the Bong-tree stems it throws. they did.creeps. And the rocks are smooth and gray. Slowly it wanders.

In a hollow rounded space it ended With a luminous lamp within suspended. And above the wail of the Chimp and Snipe You may hear the squeak of his plaintive pipe . The Dong arose and said. and their hands are blue. far and few. "What little sense I once possessed Has quite gone out of my head!" And since that day he wanders still By lake and forest. And with holes all round to send the light."O somewhere. Over those plains still roams the Dong. marsh and hill. Since then his Jumbly Girl he seeks. In gleaming rays on the dismal night. Their heads are green. And the Dong was left on the cruel shore Gazing . . And they went to sea in a sieve. And tied with cords to the back of his head. And because by night he could not see. and her sea-green hair. All fenced about With a bandage stout To prevent the wind from blowing it out.gazing for evermore. And now each night.By the side of the Jumbly Girl so fair." But when the sun was low in the West. and all night long. With her sky-blue hands. Singing . Till the morning came of that hateful day When the Jumblies sailed in their sieve away. Singing the Jumbly Chorus still As he sate all day on the grassy hill. He gathered the bark of Twangum Tree On the flowery plain that grows. A Nose as strange as a Nose could be! Of vast proportions and painted red. "Far and few.Ever keeping his weary eyes on That pea-green sail on the far horizon. And he wove him a wondrous Nose. in valley or plain "Might I find my Jumbly Girl again! "For ever I'll seek by lake and shore "Till I find my Jumbly Girl once more!" Playing a pipe with silvery squeaks. Are the lands where the Jumblies live.

or lofty Tower. "He goes! "He goes.over the plain he goes. Moving along through the dreary night. From Hall or Terrace. Lonely and wild . as they trace the Meteor bright.all night he goes. "This is the hour when forth he goes. "The Dong with a luminous Nose! "Yonder . Cry. "The Dong with a luminous Nose!" .While ever he seeks. The Dong with a luminous Nose! And all who watch at the midnight hour. but seeks in vain To meet with his Jumbly Girl again.