There was an old man who lived in a door
He lived in a door on top of a Boar;
How did he do it, I cannot say
But that is how he lived all day;
He never came out of that big old door,
Fearing people would die from his stale Albacore;
His stale Albacore sadly made him die,
And he started to collect a bunch of flies;
We tried to get the old man out of his door,
But instead we had to bury the door in the floor;
