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Limerick: There was an Old Man of Calcutta

There was an Old Man of Calcutta,
Who perpetually ate bread and butter;
Till a great bit of muffin,
On which he was stuffing,
Choked that horrid old man of Calcutta.

Notes

Composition date is unknown - the above date represents the first publication date.
The lyrical form of this poem is aabba.

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