Thin People

There was an old fellow named Green,
Who grew so abnormally lean,
    And flat, and compressed,
    That his back touched his chest,
And sideways he couldn't be seen.

There was a young lady of Lynn,
Who was so excessively thin,
    That when she essayed
    To drink lemonade
She slipped through the straw and fell in.

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Nursery Rhyme. DL. Natural History.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXCVIII. Lullabies.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXLVIII. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. DLXXXV. Natural History.

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