There was an Old Man who supposed,
That the street door was partially closed;
But some very large rats,
Ate his coats and his hats,
While that futile old gentleman dozed.
by Edward Lear: “A Book of Nonsense” (1846), limerick 27
That the street door was partially closed;
But some very large rats,
Ate his coats and his hats,
While that futile old gentleman dozed.
by Edward Lear: “A Book of Nonsense” (1846), limerick 27
