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There was an old lady of France,
Who taught little ducklings to dance;
When she said, "Tick-a-tack!"
They only said, "Quack!"
Which grieved that old lady of France.

Edward Lear

Edward Lear was an English artist, musician, author, and poet famous for his literary nonsense and limericks. Born on May 12, 1812, in Holloway, England, Lear created a genre of literary nonsense that influenced many later English writers. He is best known for his work 'A Book of Nonsense' and 'The Owl and the Pussycat.' His whimsical style and imaginative use of language captivated both children and adults alike. Lear passed away on January 29, 1888.

Edward Lear

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There was an old person of Wick,
Who said, "Tick-a-Tick, Tick-a-Tick;
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And he said nothing more,
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There was an old man of Cashmere,
Whose movements were scroobious and queer;
Being slender and tall,
He looked over a wall,
And perceived two fat ducks of Cashmere.

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There was an old person of Loo,
Who said, "What on earth shall I do?"
When they said, "Go away!"
She continued to stay,
That vexatious old person of Loo.

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There was an old person of Nice,
Whose associates were usually Geese.
They walked out together
In all sorts of weather,
That affable person of Nice!

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There was an old person of Pisa,
Whose daughters did nothing to please her;
She dressed them in gray,
And banged them all day,
Round the walls of the city of Pisa.

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