There once was a person named Schorr, Who thought that she’d been here before. So she called up a clerk And without too much work Got a file on the Schorrs of yore. While reading the file in her parlor, She discovered another Schorr, Collier, Whose identity it said could be easily had Through a letter, enclosed with one dollar. She mailed the letter on the twelfth, Put the file away on a shelf, And was greatly relieved