There was an old man of Dunrose...
By Edward Lear
There was an old man of Dunrose;
A parrot seized hold of his nose.
When he grew melancholy, they said, “His name's Polly,”
Which soothed that old man of Dunrose.
By Edward Lear
There was an old man of Dunrose;
A parrot seized hold of his nose.
When he grew melancholy, they said, “His name's Polly,”
Which soothed that old man of Dunrose.