Author Edward Lear There was an old man whose delight, Was to play on the trumpet all night; When they said, " You're a bore!" he answered, " What for? Mayn't I play on the trumpet all night?" Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments