There was a Young Lady whose chin Resembled the point of a pin; So she had it made sharp, and purchased a harp, And played several tunes with her chin.
There was a Young Lady of Sweden, Who went by the slow train to Weedon; When they cried, “Weedon Station!” she made no observation, But thought she should go back
Tweedledum and Tweedledee Resolved to have a battle, For Tweedledum said Tweedledee Had spoiled his nice new rattle. Just then flew by a monstrous crow, As big as a tar
Jerry was a joker. He carried off the poker And dressed it up from head to heel In clover-tops and orange-peel And fed it bones and barley meal. Poor old
Auntie Ellen found her poodle— Mercy! Goodness sake!— Playing with the mully-wumps Down along the lake. And when she called him tenderly He didn’t want to come; It took her
When Timmy O’Toole Was going to school He picked up a package of gum. He treated the preacher And Sunday-school teacher, And gave a policeman some. Leroy F. Jackson
There was a Young Girl of Majorca, Whose Aunt was a very fast walker; She walked seventy miles, and leaped fifteen stiles, Which astonished that Girl of Majorca. Edward Lear
Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main. For many a stormy wind shall blow E’er Jack comes home again. Oh, sailing, sailing, over the bounding main. For many a stormy wind