There was an Old Man with an owl, Who continued to bother and howl; He sate on a rail, and imbibed bitter ale, Which refreshed that Old Man and his owl.
Edward LearWhen awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain, Through the long, long wintry nights.
Edward LearThere was an Old Person of Bray, Who sang through the whole of the day To his ducks and his pigs, whom he fed upon figs, That valuable Person of Bray.
Edward Lear