“There was a young lady of Niger”
There was a young lady of Niger
Who smiled as she rode on a Tiger;
They came back from the ride
With the lady inside,
And the smile on the face of the Tiger.* * * * *
There was a young maid who said, “Why
Can’t I look in my ear with my eye?
If I give my mind to it,
I ’m sure I can do it—
You never can tell till you try.”