A fabulous poem—hilarity and wit,
a balance of pleasure and peril,
was writ by none other, in piqué or in fit,
than the beloved Lewis Carroll.
A reproduction more lovingly made
has doubtful ever been seen.
Imprinted with gold of the highest grade,
Most households will need seventeen.
Within, oh, the drawings! Delectable drawings!
I’d expound on the Sendak-ian beauty,
Were it not for the call and the incessant gnawings
to capture the Snark—my duty!
The elusive Snark! Such a frumious creature—
with Jubjub and Boojum—some match!
But don’t bother asking your piano teacher,
No one quite knows the Bandersnatch.
“The Hunting of the Snark: An Agony in Eight Fits”
By Lewis Carroll
British Library, 83 pages, $19.95