Poetry Moment

There was a Young Lady of Parma,Whose conduct grew calmer and calmer:When they said, “Are you dumb?”she merely said, “Hum!”That provoking Young Lady of Parma.There was an Old Person of Sparta,Who had twenty-five sons and one “darter;”He fed them on Snails,and weighed them in scales,That wonderful Person of Sparta.There was an Old Man on whose noseMost birds of the air could repose;But they all flew awayat the closing of day,Which relieved that Old Man and his nose.There was a Young Lady of Turkey,Who wept when the weather was murky;When the day turned out fine,she ceased to repine,That capricious Young Lady of Turkey.There was an Old Man of AostaWho possessed a large Cow, but he lost her;But they said, “Don’t you seeshe has run up a tree,You invidious Old Man of Aosta?”There was a Young Person of Crete,Whose toilette was far from complete;She dressed in a sackspickle-speckled with black,That ombliferous Person of Crete.There was a Young Lady of Clare,Who was madly pursued by a Bear;When she found she was tire