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    There was an Old Man of the North,
    Who fell into a basin of broth;
    But a laudable cook fished him out with a hook,
    Which saved that Old Man of the North.

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    There was an Old Person of Troy,
    Whose drink was warm brandy and soy,
    Which he took with a spoon, by the light of the moon,
    In sight of the city of Troy.

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    There was an Old Person of Mold,
    Who shrank from sensations of cold;
    So he purchased some muffs, some furs, and some fluffs,
    And wrapped himself well from the cold.

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    There was an Old Person of Tring,
    Who embellished his nose with a ring;
    He gazed at the moon every evening in June,
    That ecstatic Old Person of Tring.

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    There was an Old Man of Nepaul,
    From his horse had a terrible fall;
    But, though split quite in two, with some very strong glue
    They mended that man of Nepaul.

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    There was an Old Man of the Nile,
    Who sharpened his nails with a file,
    Till he cut off his thumbs, and said calmly, “This comes
    Of sharpening one’s nails with a file!”

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    There was an Old Man of th’ Abruzzi,
    So blind that he couldn’t his foot see;
    When they said, “That’s your toe,” he replied, “Is it so?”
    That doubtful Old Man of th’ Abruzzi.

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    There was an Old Man of Calcutta,
    Who perpetually ate bread and butter;
    Till a great bit of muffin, on which he was stuffing,
    Choked that horrid Old Man of Calcutta.

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    There was an Old Person of Rhodes,
    Who strongly objected to toads;
    He paid several cousins to catch them by dozens,
    That futile Old Person of Rhodes.

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    There was an Old Man of the South,
    Who had an immoderate mouth;
    But in swallowing a dish that was quite full of Fish,
    He was choked, that Old Man of the South.

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    There was an Old Man of Melrose,
    Who walked on the tips of his toes;
    But they said, “It ain’t pleasant to see you at present,
    You stupid Old Man of Melrose.”

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    There was an Old Man of the Dee,
    Who was sadly annoyed by a Flea;
    When he said, “I will scratch it!” they gave him a hatchet,
    Which grieved that Old Man of the Dee.

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    There was a Young Lady of Lucca,
    Whose lovers completely forsook her;
    She ran up a tree, and said “Fiddle-de-dee!”
    Which embarrassed the people of Lucca.

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    There was an Old Man of Coblenz,
    The length of whose legs was immense;
    He went with one prance from Turkey to France,
    That surprising Old Man of Coblenz.