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    There was an old person of Pisa,
    Whose daughters did nothing to please her;
    She dressed them in gray, and banged them all day,
    Round the walls of the city of Pisa.

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    There was an old person of Florence,
    Who held mutton chops in abhorrence;
    He purchased a Bustard, and fried him in Mustard,
    Which choked that old person of Florence.

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    There was an old person of Sheen,
    Whose expression was calm and serene;
    He sate in the water, and drank bottled porter,
    That placid old person of Sheen.

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    There was an old person of Ware,
    Who rode on the back of a bear;
    When they ask’d, “Does it trot?” he said, “Certainly not! 
    He’s a Moppsikon Floppsikon bear!”

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    There was a young person of Janina,
    Whose uncle was always a fanning her;
    When he fanned off her head, she smiled sweetly, and said,
    “You propitious old person of Janina!”

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    There was an old man of Cashmere,
    Whose movements were scroobious and queer;
    Being slender and tall, he looked over a wall,
    And perceived two fat ducks of Cashmere.

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    There was an old person of Cassel,
    Whose nose finished off in a tassel;
    But they call’d out, “Oh well! don’t it look like a bell!”
    Which perplexed that old person of Cassel.

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    There was an old person of Pett,
    Who was partly consumed by regret;
    He sate in a cart, and ate cold apple tart,
    Which relieved that old person of Pett.

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    There was an old man of Spithead,
    Who opened the window, and said,—­
    “Fil-jomble, fil-jumble, fil-rumble-come-tumble!”
    That doubtful old man of Spithead.

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    There was an old man on the Border,
    Who lived in the utmost disorder;
    He danced with the cat, and made tea in his hat,
    Which vexed all the folks on the Border.

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    There was an old man of Dumbree,
    Who taught little owls to drink tea;
    For he said, “To eat mice is not proper or nice,”
    That amiable man of Dumbree.

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    There was an old person of Filey,
    Of whom his acquaintance spoke highly;
    He danced perfectly well, to the sound of a bell,
    And delighted the people of Filey.

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    There was an old man whose remorse
    Induced him to drink Caper Sauce;
    For they said, “If mixed up with some cold claret-cup,
    It will certainly soothe your remorse!”

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    There was an old man of Ibreem,
    Who suddenly threaten’d to scream;
    But they said, “If you do, we will thump you quite blue,
    You disgusting old man of Ibreem!”