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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AMOUR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AT THE MERMAID TAVERN (APRIL 10, 1613) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE BAY FIGHT by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL TO SIR GODFREY KNELLER by JOHN DRYDEN ODE [FOR MUSIC] ON ST. CECILIA'S DAY by ALEXANDER POPE LITTLE JESUS by FRANCIS THOMPSON |