A
[Illustration]
A was an Area Arch
Where washerwomen sat;
They made a lot of lovely starch
To starch Papa's Cravat.
[Illustration]
A was an Area Arch
Where washerwomen sat;
They made a lot of lovely starch
To starch Papa's Cravat.
Lear - Nonsense
NOTE. --For the existence of this potentate see Indian newspapers, _passim_.
The proper way to read the verses is to make an immense emphasis on the
monosyllabic rhymes, which indeed ought to be shouted out by a chorus.
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NONSENSE BOTANY.
[Illustration: Armchairia Comfortabilis. ]
[Illustration: Bassia Palealensis. ]
[Illustration: Bubblia Blowpipia. ]
[Illustration: Bluebottlia Buzztilentia. ]
[Illustration: Crabbia Horrida. ]
[Illustration: Smalltoothcombia Domestica. ]
[Illustration: Knutmigrata Simplice. ]
[Illustration: Tureenia Ladlecum. ]
[Illustration: Puffia Leatherbellowsa. ]
[Illustration: Queeriflora Babyoides. ]
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NONSENSE ALPHABETS.
A
[Illustration]
A was an Area Arch
Where washerwomen sat;
They made a lot of lovely starch
To starch Papa's Cravat.
B
[Illustration]
B was a Bottle blue,
Which was not very small;
Papa he filled it full of beer,
And then he drank it all.
C
[Illustration]
C was Papa's gray Cat,
Who caught a squeaky Mouse;
She pulled him by his twirly tail
All about the house.
D
[Illustration]
D was Papa's white Duck,
Who had a curly tail;
One day it ate a great fat frog,
Besides a leetle snail.
E
[Illustration]
E was a little Egg,
Upon the breakfast table;
Papa came in and ate it up
As fast as he was able.
F
[Illustration]
F was a little Fish.
Cook in the river took it
Papa said, "Cook! Cook! bring a dish!
And, Cook! be quick and cook it! "
G
[Illustration]
G was Papa's new Gun;
He put it in a box;
And then he went and bought a bun,
And walked about the Docks.
H
[Illustration]
H was Papa's new Hat;
He wore it on his head;
Outside it was completely black,
But inside it was red.
I
[Illustration]
I was an Inkstand new,
Papa he likes to use it;
He keeps it in his pocket now,
For fear that he should lose it.
J
[Illustration]
J was some Apple Jam,
Of which Papa ate part;
But all the rest he took away
And stuffed into a tart.
K
[Illustration]
K was a great new Kite;
Papa he saw it fly
Above a thousand chimney pots,
And all about the sky.
