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There was an Old Person of Dover,
Who rushed through a field of blue clover;
But some very large Bees stung his nose and his
knees,
So he very soon went back to Dover.
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There was an Old Man of Berlin,
Whose form was uncommonly thin;
Till he once, by mistake, was mixed up in a cake,
So they baked that Old Man of Berlin. |
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There was an Old Person of Leeds, Whose head was infested with beads; She sat on a stool and ate gooseberry-fool, Which agreed with that Person of Leeds. |
There was an Old Man of the West,
Who never could get any rest;
So they set him to spin on his nose and his chin,
Which cured that Old Man of the West. |
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There was an Old Person of Cadiz,
Who was always polite to all ladies;
But in handing his daughter, he fell into the
water,
Which drowned that Old Person of Cadiz. |
There was an Old Person of Cheadle
Was put in the stocks by the Beadle
For stealing some pigs, some coats, and some
wigs,
That horrible person of Cheadle. |
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