“TI passed by his garden, and marked, with one eye,
 How the owl and the oyster were sharing a pre—"
  
‘What is the use of repeating all that stuff,”
 the Mock Turtle interrupted, “if you don't explain
 it as you go on? It’s by far the most confusing
 thing J ever heard!”
 
“Yes, I think you'd better leave off,” said
 the Gryphon, and Alice was only too glad to
 do so.
 
“Shall we try another figure of the Lobster
 Quadrille?” the Gryphon went on. “Or would
 you like the Mock Turtle to sing you a song?”
 
“Oh, a song, please, if the Mock Turtle
 would be so kind,” Alice replied, so eagerly
 that the Gryphon said, in a rather offended
 tone, “Hm! No accounting for tastes! Sing
 her ‘ Turtle Soup, will you, old fellow ?”
 
The Mock Turtle sighed deeply, and began,
 
 
in a voice sometimes choked with sobs, to sing