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There was a young lady from Niger.
Who smiled as she rode on a tiger.
They returned from the ride
With the lady inside,
And the smile on the face of the tiger.

Oder:

There was a young lady from Kent
Who said that she knew what it meant
When men asked her to dine,
Gave her cocktails and wine.
She knew what it meant but she went.

oder:

There was a young man of Oporta
Who daily got shorter and shorter.
The reason, he said,
Was the hod on his head,
Which was filled with the heaviest mortar.
(C.L. Dodgson, aka Lewis Carroll)

oder:

As a beauty, I'm not a great star.
There are others more handsome by far.
But my face, I don't mind it,
Because I'm behind it.
Tis the folks in the front that I jar.
(Anthony Euwer)