I Didn’T Go to Church Today by Ogden Nash I didn’t go to church today, I trust the Lord to understand. The surf was swirling blue and whi The children swirling on the sand. He knows, He knows how brief my s
Lines to Be Embroidered on a Bib or the Child Is Father of the Man, But Not for Quite a While by Ogden Nash So Thomas Edison Never drank his medicine; So Blackstone and Hoyle Refused cod-liver oil; So Sir Thomas Malory
Old Dr. Valentine to His Son by Ogden Nash Your hopeless patients will live, Your healthy patients will die. I have only this word to give: Wonder, and find out why
Song of the Open Road by Ogden Nash Song of the Open Road I think that I shall never see A billboard as lovely as a tree. Perhaps unless the billboards fall I’ll never see a tree at all.
The Cuckoo by Ogden Nash Cuckoos lead Bohemian lives, They fail as husbands and as wives Therefore they cynically disparage Everybody else’s marriage.
Reprise by Ogden Nash Geniuses of countless nations Have told their love for generatio Till all their memorable phrases Are common as goldenrod or daisies Their girls have glimmered like th 1
The Ant by Ogden Nash The ant has made himself illustrio Through constant industry industri So what? Would you be calm and placid, If you were full of formic acid?
To a Small Boy Standing on my Shoes While I am Wearing Them by Ogden Nash Let’s straighten this out, my litt And reach an agreement if we can. I entered your door as an honored My shoes are shined and my trouser And I won’t stretch out and read
Song to Be Sung by the Father of Infant Female Children by Ogden Nash My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky; Contrariwise, my blood runs cold When little boys go by. For little boys as little boys,
