There once was a man from Zumbrota Who'd **** down a 2-liter soda, Then burp up a symphony By Beethoven winsomely, From the first bar to the end of the coda.
There once was a man from Bombay Who enjoyed a remarkable day: It started at sunrise When the sun chose to unrise, And it ended when Earth rolled away.
There once was a woman from Norway Who'd hang by her toes in the doorway: She went to her dude And his friends in the **** And requested a fjordian fjour-way.
Compare limericks by Lear and Swinburne about the woman of Norway.