More Nonsense Limerick 5

There was an old man on the Humber,
Who dined on a cake of Burnt Umber;
When he said, "It's enough!"
They only said, "Stuff!
You amazing old man on the Humber!"

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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More Nonsense Limerick 72

Edward Lear, Simple Poetry

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More Nonsense Limerick 59

There was an old man of El Hums,
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There was an old man, who when little
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There was an old person of Blythe,
Who cut up his meat with a scythe;
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He cried, "Scythes for ever!"
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