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"How the creatures order one about, and make one repeat lessons!"

thought Alice; "I might as well be at school at once." However,

she got up, and began to repeat it, but her head was so full of

the Lobster Quadrille, that she hardly knew what she was saying,

and the words came very queer indeed:-

"'Tis the voice of the Lobster; I heard him declare, "You have

baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair." As a duck with its

eyelids, so he with his nose Trims his belt and his buttons, and

turns out his toes."

[later editions continued as follows When the sands are all dry,

he is gay as a lark, And will talk in contemptuous tones of the

Shark, But, when the tide rises and sharks are around, His voice

has a timid and tremulous sound.]

"That's different from what I used to say when I was a child,"

said the Gryphon.

"Well, I never heard it before," said the Mock Turtle; "but it

sounds uncommon nonsense."