THE FALL OF THE DYING LEAFAWOKY

I don't know why but I just go mimsy for Jabberwoky poems, this is one of mine-


'Twas fall in the year,
Two cats that snored
Did rise to drink
And dinny eat in unison
Mostly in accord,
Their meal slightly
Less than venison.
"Beware the Season,
My children!
Breath that chills the air,
The browning blade!
Beware the early twilight's din!
The frumpy dead leaves; evade!"
They took their warning
In pawful playful hand:
For long time
The high crimson
And rusty leaf
Was eagerly sought--
But rested they then
In kitty dreamland,
And dreamed awhile of nought.
And for that while
In daydreamy thought
They did drool.
The Leafawoky,
With colored eyes aflame,
Came casting dead leaves
Into a clear pool,
And snickering
And snackering
as he came!
One, two! One, two!
And through and through
The Leafawocky stood,
Borne the final proof
Now alas, the summer
Hath he fell away, aloof
And all bright colors with him
Did then go "poof".
"And hast thou seen
The Leafawoky this day?
Come to my arms,
My beamish cats, enjoy!
O Glorious day!
But winter's to pay,
For autumn is
But winter's sneaky decoy!"
'Twas full winter now,
Two cats that snored
Did rise to drink
And dinny eat in unison:
Mostly in accord,
Their meal slightly
Less than venison.