There was an old lady
who lived in a chair
what wheeled her from here
to far over there
her kids did the laundry,
the dishes and dirt
while she sat and stewed
'bout the stains on her shirt
her hands were so shakey
she oft missed her mouth
her legs were so achey
so couldn't gad about
her brain went on strike
from this time to that
there just was no telling
what strange thing she'd be at
she sat folding laundry
and writing a rhyme
that made little sense
but filled in the time
for sitting was not
a thing she enjoyed
she'd much rather her time
be better employed!

And this is the end
breathe deeply you might
she's bidding you all
farewell and goodnight!