Did you remember The Jabberwocky, by Lewis Carroll? I liked the poem in junior high. To this day, I can't get the first four lines of seemingly made-up/nonsensical words out of my head.

When I'm sitting around doing nothing, superbored, mind full of fog, eyes half-way rolling back into my head, I hear...

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.