Whose conduct grew ruder and ruder,
Till at last with a hammer
They silenced his clamour,
By smashing that Person of Buda.

Book of Nonsense, Edward Lear

Whose face was pervaded with smiles;
He sung “High dum diddle,”
And played on the fiddle,
That amiable man of the Isles.

Nonsense Omnibus, Edward Lear