There was a Young Lady of Ryde
Whose shoe-strings were seldom untied;
But the day she went joggin’
And fell on her noggin,
Her death was pronounced ‘shoe-icide.’
There was a Young Lady of Parma
Whose conduct grew calmer and calmer;
So calm, so sedate,
That it spawned a debate
About whether to wake or embalm her.
There was an Old Man in a boat,
Who said, 'I'm afloat, I'm afloat!'
Then ironically he
Was engulfed by the sea,
Never to live down that quote.
Last edited by Roger Slater; 07-08-2021 at 09:27 AM.