I’d like to introduce to you Mr. Edward Lear. He was a prolific writer of hundreds of limericks in the early days. They are much milder in content than what we are currently seeing. Enjoy!

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There was an old man, who when little

Fell casually into a kettle;

But, growing too stout,

He could never get out,

So he passed all his life in that kettle.

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There was an old lady whose chin

Resembled the head of a pin;

So she had it made sharp,

And purchased a harp,

And played several tunes with her chin.

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There was once an old lady whose folly

Induced her to sit in a holly;

Whereon by a thorn,

Her dress being torn,

She quickly became melancholy.

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There was an old man in a tree,

Who was horribly bored by a bee;

When they said, “Does it buzz?”

He replied, “Yes, it does!

It’s a regular brute of a bee!”

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DAVID MCCORD IN TWO DAYS