A merry burgomaster In a burgh upon the Rhine Said, 'Our burghers all are Far too fond of drinking wine.' So the merry burgomaster, When the burgomasters met, Bade them look into the matter...
When I taught Ida how to ride a Bicycle that night, I ran beside her, just to guide her Erring wheel aright; And many times there in the street She rode upon my weary feet. ...
And now behold this sulking boy, His costly presents bring no joy; Harsh tears of anger fill his eye Tho' he has all that wealth can buy. What profits it that he employs His many gifts to make a noise?...
There was a young patrolman who Had large but tender feet; They always hurt him badly when He walked upon his beat. (He always took them with him when He walked upon his beat.) ...
Said Congress to George Washington: "To set this country free, You'll have to whip the Britishers And chase them o'er the sea." "Oh, very well," said Washington, "I'll do the best I can....