She revelled in the Monkey Walk,
Where Apes, of motley hue,
Each jumped—upon a yellow stick—
All shining and brand new.

And picture, children, how the Snarks
Rejoiced her frugal mind;
They ate the Buns, they ate the Bag,
And even stale cheese rind.

The Jub-jub birds Selina fed,
But they were rude and rough;
They fought and scratched,
Nor would they stop
When they had had enough.

At last,
When happy, hot and tired,
They found no more to see,
Sam took her to a shady spot
And treated her to tea.
Selina's hat and dress he praised,
She clapped his feeblest puns;
It was a perfect carnival
Of sentiment and Buns!

Much time, alas! they cannot spare,
Since holidays are few;
Soon, hand in hand, they start afresh
To seek adventures new.
And all about along the walks
Stern "Cautions" they espy;
"You need not fear," said Samuel,
"While I, my love, am nigh."