There Was An Old Person Of Brussels,

There Was An Old Man With A Beard, Who Said: 'it Is Just As I Feared! Two Owls And A Hen, Four Larks And A Wren Have All Built Their Nests In My Beard.

And What Can We Expect If We Haven't Any Dinner, But To Lose Our Teeth And Eyelashes And Keep On Growing Thinner?

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.

There Was An Old Man Of Columbia, Who Was Thirsty, And Called Out For Some Beer; But They Brought It Quite Hot, In A Small Copper Pot, Which Disgusted That Man Of Columbia.

They Went To Sea In A Sieve, They Did; In A Sieve They Went To Sea; In Spite Of All Their Friends Could Say.