Breakfast With Lewis Carroll

Breakfast With Lewis Carroll

Jabberclocky

‘Twas brekkie, and the slidey toasts
In melty butter overgrabe.
All drippy sat the jellydoughs
With marma and with lade.

“Turn back the jabber clock someone,
With Its clicky ticks and snabby tocks,
And while you’re up shut down the tube,
That blabby babble box.”

His universal smart remote
He quickly took in hand,
And twirly-whirled it round the room
From couch to table stand.

Its buttons smartly overpushed
By brave and doughty lad,
Enrobed us in a newly quiet,
The quietest we’d had.

“Oh, bright and nimbly junior son
No prize can be too great.
You’ve slain the babbly blabber box
Now sit, it’s time we ate.”

‘Twas brekkie, and the slidey toasts
in melty butter overgrabe.
All drippy sat the jellydoughs
With marma and with lade.