Perhaps because of its wonderful sillyness and its melody, I've always loved Lewis Carroll's Jabberwocky. I used to quote it to my son when he was a child (he is a young adult now). Strangely enough, I had a hard time finding this wonderful poem on the Internet. After a few google searches, I did finally locate it. To make it easier for myself the next time I want to find the poem and I don't have a copy of Through the Looking Glass handy, I have reproduced it here.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe."Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, 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 stood awhile in thought.And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came!One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back."And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arm, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy.'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe