There was a young man of Bengal
Who went to a fancy-dress ball,
He went,just for fun
Dressed up as a bun
And a dog ate him all up in the hall.

LIMERIC

I think that it is unfair
That fish can't have feathers or heir.
If I was in charge
I'd make ladybirds large
And insist that all eggs should be square.

If things grew down
instead of up,
A dog would turn into a puppy.
A cat would grow into a kittin.
Your sweater would grow
into a mittin.
A cow would grow
Into a calf
And a whole would grow
Into a half.
Big would grow
Into somthing small
And small would grow
Into nothing at all.