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Said the Duck to the Kangaroo, ‘Good gracious! how you hop! Over the fields and the water too, As if you never would stop! My life is a bore in this nasty po…
There was an Old Person whose hab… Induced him to feed upon rabbits; When he’d eaten eighteen, He turned perfectly green, Upon which he relinquished those h…
There was an Old Man of Marseill… Whose daughters wore bottle-green… They caught several Fish, Which they put in a dish, And sent to their Pa’ at Marseill…
There was an Old Sailor of Compt… Whose vessel a rock it once bump’d… The shock was so great, that it damaged the pate, Of that singular Sailor of Compto…
There was a Young Lady in White, Who looked out at the depths of th… But the birds of the air Filled her heart with despair, And oppressed that Young Lady in…
There was an Old Person of Spart… Who had twenty-one sons and one 'd… He fed them on snails, And weighed them in scales, That wonderful Person of Sparta.
There was an old man on the Borde… Who lived in the utmost disorder; He danced with the cat, and made t… Which vexed all the folks on the…
They went to sea in a Sieve, they… In a Sieve they went to sea: In spite of all their friends coul… On a winter’s morn, on a stormy da… In a Sieve they went to sea!
There was an Old Man of the Dee, Who was sadly annoyed by a flea; When he said, ‘I will scratch it,… They gave him a hatchet, Which grieved that Old Man of the…
There was a Young Lady whose bonn… Came untied when the birds sate up… But she said: 'I don’t care! All the birds in the air Are welcome to sit on my bonnet!'
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.
There was an old person of Troy, Whose drink was warm brandy and so… Which he took with a spoon, By the light of the moon, In sight of the city of Troy.
There was an Old Man of Vienna, Who lived upon Tincture of Senna; When that did not agree, He took Camomile Tea, That nasty Old Man of Vienna.
Cold are the crabs that crawl on y… Colder the cucumbers that grow ben… And colder still the brazen chops… The tedious gloom of philosophic p… For when the tardy film of nectar…
There was an Old Person of Leeds… Whose head was infested with beads… She sat on a stool, And ate gooseberry fool, Which agreed with that person of…