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There was an Old Person of Chili,
Whose conduct was painful and silly,
He sate on the stairs,
Eating apples and pears,
That imprudent Old Person of Chili.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Man on a hill,
Who seldom, if ever, stood still;
He ran up and down,
In his Grandmother\'s gown,
Which adorned that Old Man on a hill.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was a Young Lady whose chin,
Resembled the point of a pin;
So she had it made sharp,
And purchased a harp,
And played several tunes with her chin.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was a Young Lady whose bonnet,
Came untied when the birds sate upon it;
But she said: \'I don\'t care!
All the birds in the air
Are welcome to sit on my bonnet!\'
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Man of Madras,
Who rode on a cream-coloured ass;
But the length of its ears,
So promoted his fears,
That it killed that Old Man of Madras.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was a Young Lady of Ryde,
Whose shoe-strings were seldom untied.
She purchased some clogs,
And some small spotted dogs,
And frequently walked about Ryde.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Man of Peru,
Who never knew what he should do;
So he tore off his hair,
And behaved like a bear,
That intrinsic Old Man of Peru.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Man of Moldavia,
Who had the most curious behaviour;
For while he was able,
He slept on a table.
That funny Old Man of Moldavia.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Man in a boat,
Who said, \'I\'m afloat, I\'m afloat!\'
When they said, \'No! you ain\'t!\'
He was ready to faint,
That unhappy Old Man in a boat.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was a Young Lady of Portugal,
Whose ideas were excessively nautical:
She climbed up a tree,
To examine the sea,
But declared she would never leave Portugal.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Man with a nose,
Who said, \'If you choose to suppose,
That my nose is too long,
You are certainly wrong!\'
That remarkable Man with a nose.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Man of Kilkenny,
Who never had more than a penny;
He spent all that money,
In onions and honey,
That wayward Old Man of Kilkenny.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Person of Ischia,
Whose conduct grew friskier and friskier;
He dance hornpipes and jigs,
And ate thousands of figs,
That lively Old Person of Ischia.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Person of Dover,
Who rushed through a field of blue Clover;
But some very large bees,
Stung his nose and his knees,
So he very soon went back to Dover.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Man of Marseilles,
Whose daughters wore bottle-green veils;
They caught several Fish,
Which they put in a dish,
And sent to their Pa\' at Marseilles.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Person of Basing,
Whose presence of mind was amazing;
He purchased a steed,
Which he rode at full speed,
And escaped from the people of Basing.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Person of Cadiz,
Who was always polite to all ladies;
But in handing his daughter,
He fell into the water,
Which drowned that Old Person of Cadiz.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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The was a Young Lady of Bute,
Who played on a silver-gilt flute;
She played several jigs,
To her uncle's white pigs,
That amusing Young Lady of Bute.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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There was an Old Man of Quebec,
A beetle ran over his neck;
But he cried, \'With a needle,
I\'ll slay you, O beadle!\'
That angry Old Man of Quebec.
Category: Limericks Author: Edward Lear
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