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	There once was a stitcher named Kay,
	Who lost her last needle one day,
		'Til her husband said, "Ouch!"
		When he sat on the couch,
	And Kay cried, "You found it! Hooray!"

	Last Monday, a skipper named Keef,
	Ran his cruiser aground on a reef.
		Tomorrow, he'll be,
		A lieutenant (jg),
	And his Naval career will be brief!

	I concede my computer now knows,
	More each day, for its memory grows.
		But I still can't explain,
		How a silicon brain,
	Can know that I know that it knows!

	There was a young man from Kent,
	Whose nose was terribly bent.
		Some days, I suppose,
		He would follow his nose,
	And no one would know where he went.

	There was a young lady named Ruth,
	Who had a great passion for truth.
		She said she would die,
		Before she would lie,
	But she died in the prime of her youth.

	An ornithological couple in Cork,
	Gave all of the neighbors a shock,
		With triplets galore,
		And twins by the score,
	For their favorite bird was the stork.

	There was once a young man of Oporto,
	Who daily got shorter and shorter;
		The reason he said,
		Was the hod in his head,
	Which was filled with the heaviest mortar.

	There was a young lady whose eyes,
	Were unique as to colour and size;
		When she opened them wide,
		People all turned aside,
	And started away in surprise.

	From an ancient Egyptian papyrus,
	A professor translated a virus.
		It was rather terrific
		For an old hieroglyphic -
	His computer was cursed by Osiris.

	There was a young lady of Louth,
	Who returned from a trip in the South;
		Her father said: 'Nelly,
		There's more in your belly,
	Than ever went in at your mouth.'