#EnglishWriters
There was an Old Person of Cadiz… Who was always polite to all ladie… But in handing his daughter, He fell into the water, Which drowned that Old Person of…
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…
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 Man of the Hagu… Whose ideas were excessively vague… He built a balloon To examine the moon, That deluded Old Man of the Hagu…
There was an Old Man of Nepaul, From his horse had a terrible fall… But, though split quite in two, By some very strong glue, They mended that Man of Nepaul.
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 a Young Lady of Dorkin… Who bought a large bonnet for walk… But its colour and size, So bedazzled her eyes, That she very soon went back to D…
There was a Young Lady of Clare, Who was sadly pursued by a bear; When she found she was tired, She abruptly expired, That unfortunate Lady of Clare.
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 man whose despair Induced him to purchase a hare: Whereon one fine day, He rode wholly away, Which partly assuaged his despair.
There was a young person whose his… Was always considered a mystery. She sate in a ditch, Although no one knew which, And composed a small treatise on h…
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…
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 a Young Lady whose chin… Resembled the point of a pin; So she had it made sharp, And purchased a harp, And played several tunes with her…
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…