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There was a young farmer of Leeds,
Who swallowed six packets of seeds.
It soon came to pass
He was covered with grass,
And he couldn't sit down for the weeds.
My dad who's as bald as a bat
Spilt hair tonic all over the mat.
Now it's grown so much higher
We can't see the fire
And we've searched in vain for the cat.
By
Frank Richards
There was a young fisher named Fischer
Who fished for a fish in a fissure.
The fish with a grin,
Pulled the fisherman in;
Now they're fishing the fissure for Fischer.
There was an old man of Peru
Who dreamed he was eating his shoe.
He woke in the night
In a terrible fright,
And found it was perfectly true.
There was an old man of Madrid
Who ate sixty-five eggs for a quid.
When they asked, "are you faint?"
He replied, "no I ain't,
But I don't feel as well as I did."
There once was a young lady of Riga
Who went for a ride on a tiger.
They returned from the ride
With the lady inside,
And a smile on the face of the tiger.
There once was a barber of Kew
Who went very mad at the zoo,
He tried to enamel
the face of a camel,
And gave the brown bear a shampoo.
By
Cosmo Monkhouse
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