The Beaver’s best course was, no doubt, to procure

There was one who was famed for the number of things

Whenever the Butcher was by,

The crew was complete: it included a Boots..

There was also a Beaver, that paced on the deck,

With three pairs of boots; but the worst of it was,

Fit the First: The Landing.

Fit the Second : The Bellman’s speech

The Beaver kept looking the opposite way,

The last of the crew needs especial remark,

The Beaver, who happened to hear the remark,

Supporting each man on the top of the tide

And the clothes he had bought for the trip.

That not even the rapture of hunting the Snark

With the plans he had made for the trip:

The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies—

“Just the place for a Snark!” the Bellman cried,

THE HUNTING OF THE SNARK by Lewis Carroll, depicted by @fluaten

That alone should encourage the crew.

A Billiard-maker, whose skill was immense,

Navigation was always a difficult art,

Without the least vestige of land:

Though none of the sailors knew how.

He forgot when he entered the ship:

(So the Bellman would often remark)

With an impudent wag of the head:

And it drove the poor Bellman half-mad—

The good Bellman engaged him at once.

And was almost too frightened to speak:

There was only one Beaver on board;

The moment one looked in his face!

Or would sit making lace in the bow:

But, since he omitted to mention the fact,

They were all left behind on the beach.

The loss of his clothes hardly mattered, because

When the ship had been sailing a week,

It strongly advised that the Butcher should be

But the Bellman declared that would never agree

This the Banker suggested, and offered for hire

Had the whole of their cash in his care.

Is the thing that one needs with a Snark.”

He could only kill Beavers. The Bellman looked scared,

So the Baker advised it— and next, to

Such solemnity, too! One could see he was wise,

He had bought a large map representing the sea,

And had often (the Bellman said) saved them from wreck,

Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice:

To “What you may call um!” or “What was his name!”

And that was a tame one he had of his own,

“Just the place for a Snark!” I have said it twice:

And the crew were much pleased when they found it to be
A map they could all understand.
"What's the good of Mercator's North Poles and Equators,
Tropics, Zones, and Meridian Lines?"

So the Bellman would cry: and the crew would reply
"They are merely conventional signs!
"Other maps are such shapes, with their islands and capes!
But we've got our brave Captain to thank:

(So the crew would protest) "that he's bought us the best..
A perfect and absolute blank!"
This was charming, no doubt; but they shortly found out
That the Captain they trusted so well

Had only one notion for crossing the ocean,
And that was to tingle his bell.
He was thoughtful and grave..but the orders he gave
Were enough to bewilder a crew.

When he cried "Steer to starboard, but keep her head larboard!"
What on earth was the helmsman to do?
Then the bowsprit got mixed with the rudder sometimes:
A thing, as the Bellman remarked,

That frequently happens in tropical climes,
When a vessel is, so to speak, "snarked."
But the principal failing occurred in the sailing,
And the Bellman, perplexed and distressed,

Said he had hoped, at least, when the wind blew due East,
That the ship would not travel due West!
But the danger was past..they had landed at last,
With their boxes, portmanteaus, and bags:

Yet at first sight the crew were not pleased with the view,
Which consisted to chasms and crags.
The Bellman perceived that their spirits were low,
And repeated in musical tone

Lewis Carroll