#English #Victorians
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 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 an Old Man of Calcutta… Who perpetually ate bread and butt… Till a great bit of muffin, On which he was stuffing, Choked that horrid Old Man of Ca…
There was an Old Man of Kilkenny… Who never had more than a penny; He spent all that money, In onions and honey, That wayward Old Man of Kilkenny…
There was an Old Person of Bango… Whose face was distorted with ange… He tore off his boots, And subsisted on roots, That irascible Person of Bangor.
There was an Old Man of the Wrek… Whose shoes made a horrible creaki… But they said, ‘Tell us whether, Your shoes are of leather, Or of what, you Old Man of the W…
There was Old Man in a pew, Whose waistcoat was spotted with b… But he tore it in pieces To give to his nieces, That cheerful Old Man in a pew.
A tumbled down, and hurt his… B said, "My Boy, O! do not c… C said, "A Cup of Coffee hot… D said, "A Doctor should be f… E said, "An Egg beat up in mi…
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.
On the top of the Crumpetty Tree The Quangle Wangle sat, But his face you could not see, On account of his Beaver Hat. For his Hat was a hundred and two…
There was an Old Man of the Cape… Who possessed a large Barbary ape… Till the ape one dark night Set the house all alight, Which burned that Old Man of the…
O my aged Uncle Arly! Sitting on a heap of Barley Thro’ the silent hours of night, Close beside a leafy thicket: On his nose there was a Cricket,
There was an Old Man who said, ‘… Shall I flee from that horrible c… I will sit on this stile, And continue to smile, Which may soften the heart of that…
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.
THERE WAS AN OLD MAN O… BUT NOBODY CRIED THO… FOR THAT SILLY OLD MA…