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 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 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…

There was an Old Person of Tarta… Who divided his jugular artery; But he screeched to his wife, And she said, ‘Oh, my life! Your death will be felt by all Ta…

There was a Young Lady whose chin… Resembled the point of a pin; So she had it made sharp, And purchased a harp, And played several tunes with her…

There was an Old Man of Coblenz, The length of whose legs was immen… He went with one prance From Turkey to France, That surprising Old Man of Coble…

Once Mr Daddy Long-Legs, Dressed in brown and gray, Walked about upon the sands Upon a summer’s day; And there among the pebbles,

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 an Old Lady whose folly Induced her to sit in a holly: Whereupon by a thorn Her dress being torn, She quickly became melancholy.

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.

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…

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 Person of Wick, Who said, ‘Tick-a-Tick, Tick-a-T… Chickabee, Chickabaw.’ And he said nothing more, That laconic Old Person of Wick

There was an old man of Thermopyl… Who never did anything properly; But they said, "If you choose, To… You shall never remain in Thermop…

The was a Young Lady of Bute, Who played on a silver-gilt flute; She played several jigs, To her uncle’s white pigs, That amusing Young Lady of Bute.