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.

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 Person of Anerl… Whose conduct was strange and unma… He rushed down the Strand With a pig in each hand, But returned in the evening to An…

The Broom and the Shovel, the Po… They all took a drive in the Park… and they each sang a song, Ding-a-… Before they went back in the dark. Mr Poker he sate quite upright in…

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

Said the Duck to the Kangaroo, ‘Good gracious! how you hop! Over the fields and the water too, As if you never would stop! My life is a bore in this nasty po…

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…

First Part Mr and Mrs Discobbolos Climbed to the top of a wall, And they sat to watch the sunset s… And to hear the Nupiter Piffkin c…

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 a Young Lady of Hull, Who was chased by a virulent bull; But she seized on a spade, And called out, 'Who’s afraid?' Which distracted that virulent bul…

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 of Vesuvius… Who studied the works of Vitruviu… When the flames burnt his book, To drinking he took, That morbid Old Man of Vesuvius.

There was a Young Lady in White, Who looked out at the depths of th… But the birds of the air Filled her heart with despair, And oppressed that Young Lady in…

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,