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Kas lēni nāk, tas labi nāk. Vairākas nedēļas centos atcerēties, kurš no komandas tad beigās satika snarku. Beidzot biju izdomājis, ka tas laikam būs bijis Bebrs. Bet šodien pavēros internetā (paldies Dieviņam, Dodžsons ir miris jau vairāk nekā 70 gadus) un izrādījās, ka tas bija Maiznieks.

"It's a Snark!" was the sound that first came to their ears,
And seemed almost too good to be true.
Then followed a torrent of laughter and cheers:
Then the ominous words "It's a Boo—"

Then, silence. Some fancied they heard in the air
A weary and wandering sigh
That sounded like "-jum!" but the others declare
It was only a breeze that went by.

They hunted till darkness came on, but they found
Not a button, or feather, or mark,
By which they could tell that they stood on the ground
Where the Baker had met with the Snark.

In the midst of the word he was trying to say,
In the midst of his laughter and glee,
He had softly and suddenly vanished away—
For the Snark was a Boojum, you see.

Lai jums jauka atlikusī diena un izdodas atrisināt neskaidros jautājumus.