The Saltonwocky

So I might have hit the Cursed Brew a little too hard last night. I woke up with a huge bump on my head and this scrawled on my wall in marker. Anyone know what it means?

The Saltonwocky

'Twas meeting, and the slithy toves
  Did myre and mumble in the wabe:
All speaky were the borogroves
  And the Lord Walsh outgrabe.

"Beware the Saltonstall, my son!
  The hours so late, the days do stretch!
Beware the parent herd, hear none
  But frumious Flemingsnatch!"

He took his torpal vote in hand:
  Long time the manxome foe he sought-
So rested he by fake Stat-Stat tree,
  And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
  The Saltonstall, from grudges lame
Came whiffling through committee wood
  Fleeing yon Doctrus Crane!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
  The torpal votes went hacker-hack!
They left it dead, and with its head
  They came galumphing back.

"And has thou slain the Saltonstall?
  Come to my arms, my Bryant boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
  None chortled in their joy.

Twas meeting, and the slithy toves
  Did myre and mumble in the wabe:
All speaky were the borogroves
  And the Lord Walsh outgrabe.