67.

There was an Old Person of Tring,
Who embellished his nose with a ring;
He gazed at the moon,
Every evening in June,
That ecstatic Old Person of Tring.



68.

There was an Old Man on some rocks,
Who shut his wife up in a box;
When she said, "Let me out,"
He exclaimed, "Without doubt,
You will pass all your life in that box."



69.

There was an Old Man of Coblenz,
The length of whose legs was immense;
He went with one prance,
>From Turkey to France,
That surprising Old Man of Coblenz.