A Vile Beastly Rottenheaded Foolbegotten Brazenthroated Pernicous

Who, Or Why, Or Which, Or What, Is The Akhond Of Swat?

The Owl And The Pussycat Went To Sea In A Beautiful Pea-green Boat: They Took Some Honey, And Plenty Of Money Wrapped Up In A Five-pound Note. . . They Dined On Mince And Slices Of Quince, Which They Ate With A Runcible Spoon; And Hand In Hand, On The Edge Of The Sand, They Danced By The Light Of The Moon, The Moon, The Moon, They Danced By The Light Of The Moon.

And They Brought An Owl, And A Useful Cart, And A Pound Of Rice, And A Cranberrytart, And A Hive Of Silvery Bees. And They Brought A Pig, And Some Green Jack-daws, And A Lovely Monkey With Lollipop Paws, And Forty Bottles Of Ring-bo-ree, And No End Of Stilton Cheese.

I Was Much Distressed By Next Door People Who Had Twin Babies & Played The Violin: But One Of The Twins Died, & The Other Has Eaten The Fiddle — So All Is Peace.

There Was An Old Person Of Brussels, Who Lived Upon Brandy And Mussels; When He Rushed Through The Town, He Knocked Most People Down, Which Distressed All The People Of Brussels.