The Walrus And The Carpenter, by Lewis
Carroll. From Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There,
Periodicially, I vow to memorize "The Walrus and the Carpenter". I never get all the way, but I can usually have a good go at mangling most of it from memory built up through repeated readings.
Of course I consider W and C to have behaved abominably, but then again, I never fail to take delight at the final lines:
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.