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 Lady of Winchels… Who said, ‘If you needle or pin s… On the floor of my room, Sweep it up with the broom!’ —That exhaustive old Lady of Winc…

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.

Teapots and Quails, Snuffers and Snails, Set him a sailing and see how he sails! ..

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 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 Leghorn, The smallest that ever was born; But quickly snapped up he Was once by a puppy, Who devoured that Old Man of Leg…

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 Ryde, Whose shoe-strings were seldom unt… She purchased some clogs, And some small spotted dogs, And frequently walked about Ryde

How pleasant to know Mr. Lear, Who has written such volumes of st… Some think him ill-tempered and qu… But a few find him pleasant enough… His mind is concrete and fastidiou…

There was an Old Man of Calcutta… Who perpetually ate bread and butt… Till a great bit of muffin, On which he was stuffing, Choked that horrid Old Man of Ca…

There was a Young Person of Cret… Whose toilette was far from comple… She dressed in a sack, Spickle-speckled with black, That ombliferous person of Crete.

There was an Old Man of Moldavia… Who had the most curious behaviour… For while he was able, He slept on a table. That funny Old Man of Moldavia.

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 a Young Lady of Turkey… Who wept when the weather was murk… When the day turned out fine, She ceased to repine, That capricious Young Lady of Tu…