They Danced By The Light Of The

Who, Or Why, Or Which, Or What, Is The Akhond Of Swat?

They Danced By The Light Of The Moon.

There Was A Young Lady Of Poole, Whose Soup Was Excessively Cool; So She Put It To Boil, By The Aid Of Some Oil, That Ingenious Young Lady Of Poole.

There Was An Old Man Of Orleans, Who Was Given To Eating Of Beans; Till Once Out Of Sport, He Swallowed A Quart, That Dyspeptic Old Man Of Orleans.

And They Brought An Owl, And A Useful Cart, And A Pound Of Rice, And A Cranberrytart, And A Hive Of Silvery Bees. And They Brought A Pig, And Some Green Jack-daws, And A Lovely Monkey With Lollipop Paws, And Forty Bottles Of Ring-bo-ree, And No End Of Stilton Cheese.