More Nonsense Limerick 3

There was an old person of Newry,
Whose manners were tinctured with fury;
He tore all the rugs,
And broke all the jugs,
Within twenty miles' distance of Newry.

There was an old person of Pett,
Who was partly consumed by regret;
He sate in a cart,
And ate cold apple tart,
Which relieved that old person of Pett.

There was an old person of Loo,
Who said, "What on earth shall I do?"
When they said, "Go away!"
She continued to stay,
That vexatious old person of Loo.

There was an old man who screamed out
Whenever they knocked him about:
So they took off his boots,
And fed him with fruits,
And continued to knock him about.

There was an old person of Ealing,
Who was wholly devoid of good feeling;
He drove a small gig,
With three Owls and a Pig,
Which distressed all the people of Ealing.

There was an old person of Blythe,
Who cut up his meat with a scythe;
When they said, "Well! I never!"
He cried, "Scythes for ever!"
That lively old person of Blythe.