#EnglishWriters Limerick
There was an Old Lady of Prague, Whose language was horribly vague; When they said, ‘Are these caps?’ She answered, ‘Perhaps!’ That oracular Lady of Prague.
There was an Old Man of Kildare, Who climbed into a very old chair; When he said,—'Here I stays,— till the end of my days,' That immovable Man of Kildare.
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 of Aôsta, Who possessed a large cow, but he… But they said, 'Don’t you see She has rushed up a tree? You invidious Old Man of Aôsta!…
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…
On the Coast of Coromandel Where the early pumpkins blow, In the middle of the woods Lived the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò. Two old chairs, and half a candle,…
Who, or why, or which, or what, I… Is he tall or short, or dark or fa… Does he sit on a stool or a sofa o… &nb sp; or SQUAT, The Akond of Swat?
There was an Old Person of Burto… Whose answers were rather uncertai… When they said, 'How d’ye do?' He replied, ‘Who are you?’ That distressing Old Person of B…
A tumbled down, and hurt his… B said, "My Boy, O! do not c… C said, "A Cup of Coffee hot… D said, "A Doctor should be f… E said, "An Egg beat up in mi…
There was an Old Man with a owl, Who continued to bother and howl; He sat on a rail And imbibed bitter ale, Which refreshed that Old Man and…
Calico Pie, The little Birds fly Down to the calico tree, Their wings were blue, And they sang ‘Tilly-loo!’
They went to sea in a Sieve, they… In a Sieve they went to sea: In spite of all their friends coul… On a winter’s morn, on a stormy da… In a Sieve they went to sea!
There was an Old Person from Gre… Who rushed down the crater of Etn… When they said, ‘Is it hot?’ He replied, 'No, it’s not!' That mendacious Old Person of Gr…
O my aged Uncle Arly! Sitting on a heap of Barley Thro’ the silent hours of night, Close beside a leafy thicket: On his nose there was a Cricket,
There was an Old Person of Chead… Who was put in the stocks by the b… For stealing some pigs, Some coats, and some wigs, That horrible person of Cheadle.