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…

She sate upon her Dobie, To watch the Evening Star, And all the Punkahs, as they pass… Cried, “My! how fair you are!” Around her bower, with quivering l…

There was an Old Person from Gre… Who rushed down the crater of Etn… When they said, ‘Is it hot?’ He replied, 'No, it’s not!' That mendacious Old Person of Gr…

There was an old man who felt pert When he wore a pale rose-coloured… When they said ‘Is it pleasant?’ He cried 'Not at present— It’s a little to short—is my shirt…

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,

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 Nepaul, From his horse had a terrible fall… But, though split quite in two, By some very strong glue, They mended that Man of Nepaul.

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 a Young Lady of Sweden… Who went by the slow rain to Weed… When they cried, ‘Weedon Station!… She made no observation But thought she should go back to…

There was an old man whose despair Induced him to purchase a hare: Whereon one fine day, He rode wholly away, Which partly assuaged his despair.

On a little piece of wood, Mr. Spikky Sparrow stood; Mrs. Sparrow sate close by, A-making of an insect pie, For her little children five,

There was an Old Man who, when li… Fell casually into a Kettle; But, growing too stout, He could never get out, So he passed all his life in that…

There was an Old Man of Melrose, Who walked on the tips of his toes… But they said, 'It ain’t pleasant… To see you at present, You stupid Old Man of Melrose.

The Pobble who has no toes Had once as many as we; When they said, “Some day you may… He replied, “Fish fiddle de-dee!” And his Aunt Jobiska made him dri…

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.