There was an Old Man who, when little, Fell casually into a Kettle; But, growing too stout, He could never get out, So he passed all his life in that Kettle.

There was an Old Man who, when little,
Fell casually into a Kettle;
But, growing too stout,
He could never get out,
So he passed all his life in that Kettle.

quote by by Edward Lear
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