Fit the Third - The Bakers Tale
When at length he sat up and was able to speak,
There was silence supreme! Not a shriek, not a scream,
"My father and mother were honest, though poor--"
"I skip forty years," said the Baker, in tears,
"A dear uncle of mine (after whom I was named)
"He remarked to me then," said that mildest of men,
" 'You may seek it with thimbles--and seek it with care;
("That's exactly the method," the Bellman bold
" 'But oh, beamish nephew, beware of the day,
"It is this, it is this that oppresses my soul,
"It is this, it is this--" "We have had that before!"
"I engage with the Snark--every night after dark--
"But if ever I meet with a Boojum, that day,