#EnglishWriters
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…
There was a Young Lady of Lucca, Whose lovers completely forsook he… She ran up a tree, And said, ‘Fiddle-de-dee!’ Which embarassed the people of Lu…
There was an Old Man of Jamaica, Who suddenly married a Quaker; But she cried out, ‘Alack! I have married a black!’ Which distressed that Old Man of…
There was a Young Lady of Ryde, Whose shoe-strings were seldom unt… She purchased some clogs, And some small spotted dogs, And frequently walked about Ryde
There was an Old Man of Corfu, Who never knew what he should do; So he rushed up and down, Till the sun made him brown, That bewildered Old Man of Corfu…
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…
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.
Delirious Bulldogs;—echoing calls My daughter,—green as summer grass… The long supine Plebeian ass, The nasty crockery boring falls;— Tom-Moory Pathos;—all things bare…
There was an Old Man, on whose no… Most birds of the air could repose… But they all flew away At the closing of day, Which relieved that Old Man and h…
There was a Young Lady of Troy, Whom several large flies did annoy… Some she killed with a thump, Some she drowned at the pump, And some she took with her to Tro…
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…
She sate upon her Dobie, To watch the Evening Star, And all the Punkahs as they passe… Cried, ‘My! how fair you are!’ Around her bower, with quivering l…
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to… In a beautiful pea-green boat, They took some honey, and plenty o… Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars ab…
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 Man with a owl, Who continued to bother and howl; He sat on a rail And imbibed bitter ale, Which refreshed that Old Man and…
