Dr. Foster went to Gloucester,

on an electric train;

the train was late,

and he got in a state,

and never went there again.

By

John Cunliffe

Another comic verse

Dr Foster went to Gloucester

On a winter's day.

An icicle froze

On the end of his nose

And didn't fall off till May.

By

Richard Edwards

And the traditional version is.

Dr Foster went to Gloucester

In a shower of rain

He stepped in a puddle

Right up to his middle

And never went there again.