There Was An Old Man Of Calcutta
Edward Lear
There was an Old Man of Calcutta, Who perpetually ate bread and butter, Till a great bit of muffin, On which he was stuffing, Choked that horrid Old Man of Calcutta.
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There was an Old Man of Calcutta, Who perpetually ate bread and butter, Till a great bit of muffin, On which he was stuffing, Choked that horrid Old Man of Calcutta.
