DJI Berwocky

DJI BERWOCKY

Most know the Jabberwocky poem and it’s strange words and alien imagery from Through the Looking Glass by Charles Lutwidge Dodgson - beter known as Lewis Carroll. Our aerial filming business here in Mexico effectively came to an end with the arrival of simple high quality drones equipped with high definition cameras. Having written this poem it suddenly dawned on my that I could spell Jabberwocky as DJI-berwocky in honour of the major player in the drone business.

Our gyros and gimbles went up in the sky Frabjous those moments when we got to fly Now it’s all done remotely, these toys put aside As very few need us for filming up high

Twas brillig until some slithy toves Perfected the drone, now they’re out there in droves Whiffling through tudgey woods or mangroves It makes us feel mimsy like those borogroves

There’s no snicker-snack with a sharp vorpal sword To take out the DJI-berwocks, now so adored They burbled, they bit and caught and clawed And now are galumphing where Helus once soared

Not much we can do ‘bout this manxome foe No uffish thoughts or something to throw They outgrabe up there, we frumious below Callooh! Callay! Mome raths, what a blow

Though still we remember the old Tumtum tree Those beamish days when the Kestrel flew free Now Mavics and Phantoms the birds that we see With the wabe full of drones by D.J.I. company