Always Marry an April Girl by Ogden Nash Praise the spells and bless the ch I found April in my arms. April golden, April cloudy, Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy; April soft in flowered languor,
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
Pg Wooster, Just as He Useter by Ogden Nash Bound to your bookseller, leap to Deluge your dealer with bakshish a Lean on the counter and never say Wodehouse and Wooster are with us Flourish the fish-slice, your butt
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,
The Purist by Ogden Nash I give you now Professor Twist, A conscientious scientist, Trustees exclaimed, “He never bun And sent him off to distant jungle Camped on a tropic riverside,
The Cuckoo by Ogden Nash Cuckoos lead Bohemian lives, They fail as husbands and as wives Therefore they cynically disparage Everybody else’s marriage.
The Middle by Ogden Nash When I remember bygone days I think how evening follows morn; So many I loved were not yet dead So many I love were not yet born.
A Drink With Something in It by Ogden Nash There is something about a Martin A tingle remarkably pleasant; A yellow, a mellow Martini; I wish I had one at present. There is something about a Martin
