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`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
This makes entirely too much sense to her. Describes her life.
Euphemism for itself. Double-talk, triple-talk, hectuple-talk.
...
Focus.
They never redecorated the town. Should she still seek out paints?
Niang's troubles are resolved, correct?
She'd very much like to meet, still.
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
This makes entirely too much sense to her. Describes her life.
Euphemism for itself. Double-talk, triple-talk, hectuple-talk.
...
Focus.
They never redecorated the town. Should she still seek out paints?
Niang's troubles are resolved, correct?
She'd very much like to meet, still.