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 an old man of Tobago, Who lived on rice, gruel and sago Till, much to his bliss, His physician said this - To a leg, sir, of mutton you may g…

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…

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,

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 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 Hong Kon… Who never did anything wrong. He lay on his back, With his head in a sack, That innocuous Old Man of Hong K…

The was a Young Lady of Bute, Who played on a silver-gilt flute; She played several jigs, To her uncle’s white pigs, That amusing Young Lady of Bute.

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…

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,…

There was an Old Man of Bohemia, Whose daughter was christened Eup… Till one day, to his grief, She married a thief, Which grieved that Old Man of Bo…

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 person of Paxo Which complained when the fleas bi… But they gave him a chair And impelled him to swear, Which relieved that old person of…

There was an Old Lady whose folly Induced her to sit in a holly: Whereupon by a thorn Her dress being torn, She quickly became melancholy.

There was an Old Man of Kilkenny… Who never had more than a penny; He spent all that money, In onions and honey, That wayward Old Man of Kilkenny…