A flourish heard off-stage and exeunt all.
Thus ends the Lay of the Jubjub and thus ends the Butcher’s knowledge of Natural History. Long-time readers of this blog will note the sudden and inexplicable appearance of a stage and curtain, which I’ve used as a narrative framing device to signal a change of scene throughout the poem.
The Butcher and the Beaver are undisturbed by this inexplicable change of scenery for they are used to the logical vagaries of the Snarkian Multiverse. The Red Queen’s First Law of Motion, which states that “it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place" has somehow emigrated from Looking Glass Land and into Snark Island, thanks to the lax and easy-going immigration policies of the Carrollian Universal Mind governing both locations.
The Butcher’s Boschian auditors from earlier stanzels can be seen peeking out from behind the stage curtain, banned from entry into the impending Fit the Sixth by the strict, anti-gryllus immigration laws of that admittedly regressive and intolerant canto.
For shame, Fit the Sixth! Are we not all born into Nonsense together and thus created equally bereft of common sense?
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