#EnglishWriters
There was an Old Man who, when li… Fell casually into a Kettle; But, growing too stout, He could never get out, So he passed all his life in that…
There was an Old Person of PhilÃ… Whose conduct was scroobious and w… He rushed up a Palm, When the weather was calm, And observed all the ruins of Phi…
There was an Old Man of Whitehav… Who danced a quadrille with a rave… But they said, 'It’s absurd To encourage this bird!' So they smashed that Old Man of…
There was Old Man in a pew, Whose waistcoat was spotted with b… But he tore it in pieces To give to his nieces, That cheerful Old Man in a pew.
There was an Old Man on some rock… Who shut his wife up in a box; When she said, ‘Let me out!’ He exclaimed, ‘Without doubt, You will pass all your life in tha…
Cold are the crabs that crawl on y… Colder the cucumbers that grow ben… And colder still the brazen chops… The tedious gloom of philosophic p… For when the tardy film of nectar…
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…
She sate upon her Dobie, To watch the Evening Star, And all the Punkahs, as they pass… Cried, “My! how fair you are!” Around her bower, with quivering l…
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…
When awful darkness and silence re… Over the great Gromboolian plain, Through the long, long wintry nigh… When the angry breakers roar As they beat on the rocky shore; —
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…
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…
The Nutcrackers sate by a plate o… The Sugar-tongs sate by a plate a… And the Nutcrackers said, 'Don’t… ‘Along the blue hills and green me… ’Must we drag on this stupid exist…
There was an Old Man of the West… Who wore a pale plum-coloured vest… When they said, ‘Does it fit?’ He replied, ‘Not a bit!’ That uneasy Old Man of the West.
On the Coast of Coromandel Where the early pumpkins blow, In the middle of the woods Lived the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo. Two old chairs, and half a candle,