by Edward Lear
There was an Old Man of New York,
Who murdered himself with a fork;
But nobody cried
though he very soon died,-
For that silly Old Man of New York.
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There was an Old Man of New York,
Who murdered himself with a fork;
But nobody cried
though he very soon died,-
For that silly Old Man of New York.