Kipling’s Vermont by Ogden Nash The summer like a rajah dies, And every widowed tree Kindles for Congregationalist eye An alien suttee.
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
Lines to Be Embroidered on a Bib by Ogden Nash So Thomas Edison Never drank his medicine; So Blackstone and Hoyle Refused cod-liver oil; So Sir Thomas Malory
The Lion by Ogden Nash Oh, weep for Mr. and Mrs. Bryan! He was eaten by a lion; Following which, the lion’s liones Up and swallowed Bryan’s Bryaness
If He Were Alive Today, Mayhap, Mr. Morgan Would Sit on the Midget’s Lap by Ogden Nash "Beep-beep. BANKERS TRUST AUTOMOB You’ll find a banker at Bankers T Advertisement in N.Y. Times When comes my second childhood,
A Tale of the Thirteenth Floor by Ogden Nash The hands of the clock were reachi In an old midtown hotel; I name no name, but its sordid fam Is table talk in hell. I name no name, but hell’s own fla
Look What You Did, Christopher! by Ogden Nash In fourteen hundred and ninety-two Someone sailed the ocean blue. Somebody borrowed the fare in Spa For a business trip on the boundin And to prove to the people, by act
The Joyous Malingerer by Ogden Nash Who is the happy husband? Why, in 'Tis he who’s useless in the time Who, asked to unclasp a bracelet o Contrives to be utterly futile, fu Or when a zipper nips his loved on
Children's Party by Ogden Nash May I join you in the doghouse, R I wish to retire till the party’s Since three o’clock I’ve done my To entertain each tiny guest; My conscience now I’ve left behin
