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There Was An Old Man With An Owl, Who Continued To Bother And Howl; He Sate On A Rail, And Imbibed Bitter Ale, Which Refreshed That Old Man And His Owl.

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.

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

It's A Fact The Whole World Knows, That Pobbles Are Happier Without Their Toes.

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.