There was an Old Man, on whose nose,
Most birds of the air could repose;
But they all flew away
At the closing of day,
Which relieved that Old Man and his nose.
More verses by Edward Lear
- Limerick: There Was An Old Man Who Supposed
- The Nutcrackers And The Sugar-Tongs
- Limerick: There Was An Old Man Of Madras
- Limerick: There Was An Old Lady Of Chertsey
- Limerick: There Was An Ol Man Of Quebec