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 Person of Dutto… Whose head was as small as a butto… So, to make it look big, He purchased a wig, And rapidly rushed about Dutton.

There was an Old Person of Ewell… Who chiefly subsisted on gruel; But to make it more nice He inserted some mice, Which refreshed that Old Person o…

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 Person of Tring… Who embellished his nose with a ri… Ha gazed at the moon Every evening in June, That ecstatic Old Person in Trin…

There was an Old Man in a tree, Who was horribly bored by a bee. When they said “Does it buzz?” He replied “Yes, it does! It’s a regular brute of a bee!”

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 Ol Man of Quebec, A beetle ran over his neck; But he cried, 'With a needle, I’ll slay you, O beadle!' That angry Old Man of Quebec.

There was an Old Man of Kamschat… Who possessed a remarkable fat cur… His gait and his waddle Were held as a model To all the fat dogs in Kamschatka…

There was an Old Lady of Chertse… Who made a remarkable curtsey; She twirled round and round, Till she sunk underground, Which distressed all the people of…

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…

Teapots and Quails, Snuffers and Snails, Set him a sailing and see how he sails! ..

There was a Young Person of Smyr… Whose Grandmother threatened to b… But she seized on the cat, And said, ‘Granny, burn that! You incongruous Old Woman of Smy…

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 an Old Man of the Isle… Whose face was pervaded with smile… He sung high dum diddle, And played on the fiddle, That amiable Man of the Isles.