Killer Triffid on a Boat's page

Unexpected and unlikely post.

There was a Pig, that sat alone,
Beside a ruined Pump.
By day and night he made his moan:
It would have stirred a heart of stone
To see him wring his hoofs and groan,
Because he could not jump.
-Lewis Carroll, Sylvie and Bruno/Sylvie and Bruno Concluded

..."He remarked to me then," said that mildest of men,
"'If your Snark be a Snark, that is right:
Fetch it home by all means - you may serve it with greens
And it's handy for striking a light.

"'You may seek it with thimbles - and seek it with care -
You may hunt it with forks and hope;
You may threaten its life with a railway-share;
You may charm it with smiles and soap -'"

("That's exactly the method," the Bellman bold
In a hasty parenthesis cried,
"That's exactly the way I have always been told
That the capture of Snarks should be tried!")

"But oh, beamish nephew, beware of the day,
If your Snark be a Boojum! For then
You will softly and suddenly vanish away,
And never be met with again!'...
-Lewis Carroll, The Hunting of the Snark