There was an old man who said "How Shall I flee from this horrible cow? I will sit on this stile and continue to smile Which may soften the heart of that cow."
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat.
I was much distressed by next door people who had twin babies and played the violin but one of the twins died, and the other has eaten the fiddle, so all is peace.