There was a young maid who said, "Why
Can't I look in my ear with my eye?
If I give my mind to it,
I'm sure I can do it,
You never can tell till you try."

There was an Old Man of Berlin,
Whose form was uncommonly thin;
Till he once, by mistake, was mixed up in a cake,
So they baked that Old Man of Berlin.

There was a young lady of station,
"I love man,' was her sole exclamation;
But when men cried: "You flatter,'
She replied: "Oh! no matter,
Isle of Man is the true explanation!'

There was a Young Lady of Russia,
Who screamed so that no one could hush her;
Her screams were extreme, no one heard such a scream,
As was screamed by that Lady of Russia.

There 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 was a young lady of Oakham,
Who would steal your cigars and then soak 'mdash
— In honey and rum,
— And then smear 'mdash with gum,
So it wasn't a pleasure to smoke 'mdash.

There was a young lady of Niger
Who smiled as she rode on a Tiger;
They came back from the ride
With the lady inside,
And the smile on the face of the Tiger.

There was a Young Lady of Hull,
Who was chased by a virulent Bull;
But she seized on a spade, and called out — " Who's afraid!"
Which distracted that virulent Bull.

There was a young lady of Corsica,
Who purchased a little brown saucy-cur;
Which she fed upon ham, and hot raspberry jam,
That expensive young lady of Corsica.

There was a young lady named Bright,
Who traveled much faster than light.
She started one day
In the relative way,
And returned on the previous night.