Author Edward Lear THERE WAS AN OLD MAN OF NEW YORK, WHO MURDERED HIMSELF WITH A FORK; BUT NOBODY CRIED THOUGH HE VERY SOON DIED, -- FOR THAT SILLY OLD MAN OF NEW YORK. Tags murder Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments