There was an old man of Three Bridges,
    Whose mind was distracted by midges,
    He sate on a wheel, eating underdone veal,
    Which relieved that old man of Three Bridges.

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    There was an old man of Hong Kong,
    Who never did anything wrong;
    He lay on his back, with his head in a sack,
    That innocuous old man of Hong Kong.

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    There was a young person in green,
    Who seldom was fit to be seen;
    She wore a long shawl, over bonnet and all,
    Which enveloped that person in green.

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    There was an old person of Fife,
    Who was greatly disgusted with life;
    They sang him a ballad, and fed him on salad,
    Which cured that old person of Fife.

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    There was an old man who screamed out
    Whenever they knocked him about: 
    So they took off his boots, and fed him with fruits,
    And continued to knock him about.

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    There was a young lady in white,
    Who looked out at the depths of the night;
    But the birds of the air, filled her heart with despair,
    And oppressed that young lady in white.

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    There was an old person of Slough,
    Who danced at the end of a bough;
    But they said, “If you sneeze, you might damage the trees,
    You imprudent old person of Slough.”

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    There was an old person of Down,
    Whose face was adorned with a frown;
    When he opened the door, for one minute or more,
    He alarmed all the people of Down.

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    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.

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    There was an old person of Hove,
    Who frequented the depths of a grove;
    Where he studied his books, with the wrens and the rooks,
    That tranquil old person of Hove.

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    There was a young person in pink,
    Who called out for something to drink;
    But they said, “O my daughter, there’s nothing but water!”
    Which vexed that young person in pink.

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    There was an old lady of France,
    Who taught little ducklings to dance;
    When she said, “Tick-a-tack!” they only said, “Quack!”
    Which grieved that old lady of France.

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    There was an old person of Putney,
    Whose food was roast spiders and chutney,
    Which he took with his tea, within sight of the sea,
    That romantic old person of Putney.

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