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There was an Old Man of the North,
Who fell into a basin of broth;
But a laudable cook fished him out with a hook,
Which saved that Old Man of the North. |
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There was an Old Person of Sparta,
Who had twenty-five sons and one "darter;"
He fed them on Snails, and weighed them in
scales,
That wonderful Person of Sparta. |
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There was an Old Person of Troy,
Whose drink was warm brandy and soy,
Which he took with a spoon, by the light of the
moon,
In sight of the city of Troy. |
There was an Old Man on whose nose Most birds of the air could repose; But they all flew away at the closing of day, Which relieved that Old Man and his nose. |
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There was an Old Person of Mold,
Who shrank from sensations of cold;
So he purchased some muffs, some furs, and
some fluffs,
And wrapped himself well from the cold. |
There was a Young Lady of Turkey,
Who wept when the weather was murky;
When the day turned out fine, she ceased to
repine,
That capricious Young Lady of Turkey. |
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