There was an old person of China,
Whose daughters were Jiska and Dinah,
Amelia and Fluffy,
Olivia and Chuffy,
And all of them settled in China.
There was an old man of the Dargle
Who purchased six barrels of Gargle;
For he said, 'I'll sit still,
And will roll them down hill,
For the fish in the depths of the Dargle.'
There was an old man in a Marsh,
Whose manners were futile and harsh;
He sate on a log,
And sang songs to a frog,
That instructive old man in a Marsh.
There was a young person in red,
Who carefully covered her head,
With a bonnet of leather,
And three lines of feather,
Besides some long ribands of red.
There was an old person of Bree,
Who frequented the depths of the sea;
she nurs'd the small fishes,
And washed all the dishes,
And swam back again into Bree.
There was an old man in a barge,
Whose nose was exceedingly large;
But in fishing by night,
It supported a light,
Which helped that old man in a barge.
There was an old person in black,
A Grasshopper jumped on his back;
When it chirped in his ear,
He was smitten with fear,
That helpless old person in black.
There was an old man of Toulouse
Who purchased a new pair of shoes;
When they asked, 'Are they pleasant?'--
He said, 'Not at present!'
That turbid old man of Toulouse.
There was an old man of Blackheath,
Whose head was adorned with a wreath,
Of lobsters and spice,
Pickled onions and mice,
That uncommon old man of Blackheath.
There was an old man on the Humber,
Who dined on a cake of burnt Uumber;
When he said -- 'It's enough!' --
They only said, 'Stuff!
You amazing old man of the Humber!'