THERE WAS AN OLD MAN ON THE BORDER - Mary Leapor Poems

 
 

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THERE WAS AN OLD MAN ON THE BORDER

There was an old man on the Border,
Who lived in the utmost disorder;
He danced with the cat, and made tea in his hat,
Which vexed all the folks on the Border.