There was an old person of Paxo Which complained when the fleas bi… But they gave him a chair And impelled him to swear, Which relieved that old person of…

There was an old man of Calcutta, Who perpetually ate bread & bu… Till a great bit of muffin on whic… Choked that horrid old man of Cal…

There was an Old Man of Columbia… Who was thirsty, and called out fo… But they brought it quite hot, In a small copper pot, Which disgusted that man of Colum…

There was a Young Lady of Parma, Whose conduct grew calmer and calm… When they said, ‘Are you dumb?’ She merely said, ‘Hum!’ That provoking Young Lady of Par…

There was an Old Man who supposed… That the street door was partially… But some very large rats, Ate his coats and his hats, While that futile old gentleman do…

There was an Old Man of Vesuvius… Who studied the works of Vitruviu… When the flames burnt his book, To drinking he took, That morbid Old Man of Vesuvius.

There was an Old Man of the Nort… Who fell into a basin of broth; But a laudable cook, Fished him out with a hook, Which saved that Old Man of the…

Calico Pie, The little Birds fly Down to the calico tree, Their wings were blue, And they sang ‘Tilly-loo!’

There was a Young Lady of Poole, Whose soup was excessively cool; So she put it to boil By the aid of some oil, That ingenious Young Lady of Poo…

The Nutcrackers sate by a plate o… The Sugar-tongs sate by a plate a… And the Nutcrackers said, 'Don’t… ‘Along the blue hills and green me… ’Must we drag on this stupid exist…

There was an Old Person of Basin… Whose presence of mind was amazing… He purchased a steed, Which he rode at full speed, And escaped from the people of Ba…

There was an Old Person of Mold, Who shrank from sensations of cold… So he purchased some muffs, Some furs and some fluffs, And wrapped himself from the cold.

He lived at Dingle Bank– he did;… He lived at Dingle Bank; And in his garden was one Quail, Four tulips and a Tank: And from his window he could see

There was an Old Man in a boat, Who said, 'I’m afloat! I’m afloat… When they said, ‘No! you aint!’ He was ready to faint, That unhappy Old Man in a boat.

There was a Young Lady of Tyre, Who swept the loud chords of a lyr… At the sound of each sweep She enraptured the deep, And enchanted the city of Tyre.