Around the Corner

Around the corner and down the street,
I follow the lead of my fleeting feet.

With the wind in my hair I flee from care
with a smile on my face, cruel fate I dare.

Around and around I skip and sway
wondering what wonders will come my way.

I run this way and I dash that way
Filled with the joy of another new day.

BUT. . .

Around the corner and out of sight
Are the claws that catch and the jaws that bite.

A frumious bandersnatch it might be
to grabble and gobble up you and me

and wash us down with barrels of beer. . .
I really do wish we had never come here!