Warm deep under the rolling Dregar Hills there did blunder a tinker splat wondering what next of man's many ills to solve, frumoius conundrums begat by lack of gyro, spring and gear so frantically diddled Billigimble to be Inventor of the Year Racket wrench racketing morse clanks in full Pirsnickity JubJubs aflight shrieked in fright Friend mole rapt his roof with a rooted pole "I'M trying to sleep down here, alright?!" Then amidst the clitter clatter there came a human with a matter Sent from WaySend he'd come a way all this way, what a pitter patter Building the great wall in a year and a day With tinker's wrench and mason's batter So packed Brilligimble-Gyre farewell to all burrowing mammal friends To the rivals of Lorindar To the great wall where work never ends! JubJub cawed and swift fox uttered a pittance Cranky mole on the other hand said naught but "Good Riddance!" Laggerwock reported, shorted of breath from the jog set to work to speed up every stone and every log Haste on the lumberjacks! Strength on the luggers! Give that hammer 40 whacks, don't slow down you buggers! Racket wrenched and magic drenched defense's skeletal state, a great wall in prologue Then one fateful morning there came the warning of fire from the lips of the watchman Brilligimble, asleep in the catapault bay Had a very rude awakening on that day Air delivered by the faithful launchman He soared 2 thousand miles away Barely shivered, the wee staunch man He snoared nearly the entire way With a splash he awoke, for a pond he hit. The first words he spoke, undoubtedly... "Oh...