There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who sat on a horse when he reared;
But they said, 'Never mind!
You will fall off behind,
You propitious Old Man with a beard!'
There was a Young Lady of Norway,
Who casually sat on a doorway;
When the door squeezed her flat,
She exclaimed, 'What of that?'
This courageous Young Lady of Norway.
There was a Young Lady of Tyre,
Who swept the loud chords of a lyre;
At the sound of each sweep
She enraptured the deep,
And enchanted the city of Tyre.
Being in love Mr. Shyama
Was looking like Fujiyama.
By now, he- a cool lover!
No one thinks for ever
He too, had carried magma!
Translated: 9th Feb 2024.
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There was a Young Lady of Ryde,
Whose shoe-strings were seldom untied.
She purchased some clogs,
And some small spotted dogs,
And frequently walked about Ryde
De mussen,zo druk op het dak,
ze fluiten en vechten bij vlaag.
Met veren in draf,
en een vrolijke blaf,
maken zij van de dakrand een zaak.
In Krugerpark loop leeus met trots,
langs olifante en buffels in klots.
Met sonsondergange,
en wild in die wange,
is dit wildernis sonder gebots.
Im Winkel,verstaubt und allein,
liegt eine Geige aus feinem Holzbein.
Ihr Klang längst verklungen,
doch Lieder gesungen
klingen nach-so zart und doch rein.
There are moments we can't just reset,
etched in time like a sun that won't set.
Though years may go by,
and memories lie,
the heart holds on- never forget.
Through Europe we journey with flair,
past castles and markets and air.
From Rome to the Rhine,
with bread,cheese,and wine,
adventure awaits everywhere!