I once had a copy of this poem, that starts out:
Remember the man who swallowed a camel?
I can't see how he swallowed a camel!
Such a large, lumpy, hairy, humpy,
That head, that neck, those feet, those knees,
Yet down they slid, as smooth as you please,
Without producing, as I recall,
Any sort of sensation whatever, at all.
Yet he strained at a gnat,
Some infinitesimal fly or flea
Aswim in his tea.
I believe the author was listed as "Anonimous"; and there were several more verses, but this is all I can remember now. I hope someone else has seen it somewhere and can share the rest of it.
Edited 2 time(s). Last edit at 07/06/2009 10:29PM by kurlykate.