There was an old lady from Devon Who hoped to fly up to heaven She tried knitting some wings (Non-combustible things) And is leaving about half past seven!
I think there’s a snake in the garden It said to the cat, “beg ya pardon” As it slithered on past Mostly hidden in the grass, "but can you smell those bacon lardons?"
I think I'm in need of a break, So some plans I've started to make Abroad or at home is the question As I get terrible indigestion All night long I'm awake.
There once was a granny with chilblains Which played havoc with her varicose veins She wrapped up her pins Walked out with a grin Because now ,at last, she had no pains.