The Book of Nonsense/There was an Old Person of Ischia

by Edward Lear

 

There was an Old Person of Ischia,
Whose conduct grew friskier and friskier;
⁠He danced hornpipes and jigs,
⁠And ate thousands of figs,
That lively Old Person of Ischia.

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