There was a Young Lady of Wellin… Whose praise all the world was a-t… She played on a harp, And caught several carp, That accomplished Young Lady of…

There was an Old Man on a hill, Who seldom, if ever, stood still; He ran up and down, In his Grandmother’s gown, Which adorned that Old Man on a h…

Calico Pie, The little Birds fly Down to the calico tree, Their wings were blue, And they sang ‘Tilly-loo!’

There was a Young Lady whose bonn… Came untied when the birds sate up… But she said: 'I don’t care! All the birds in the air Are welcome to sit on my bonnet!'

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 Old Person whose hab… Induced him to feed upon rabbits; When he’d eaten eighteen, He turned perfectly green, Upon which he relinquished those h…

There lived an old man in the Kin… Who invented a purely original dre… And when it was perfectly made and… He opened the door and walked into… By way of a hat he’d a loaf of Br…

There was an Old Person of Rheim… Who was troubled with horrible dre… So, to keep him awake They fed him on cake, Which amused that Old Person of…

On the top of the Crumpetty Tree The Quangle Wangle sat, But his face you could not see, On account of his Beaver Hat. For his Hat was a hundred and two…

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 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 the coast… Who placidly sat on a post; But when it was cold He relinquished his hold And called for some hot buttered t…

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 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 Girl of Majorc… Whose aunt was a very fast walker; She walked seventy miles, And leaped fifteen stiles, Which astonished that Girl of Maj…