Oh to Be Odd! by Ogden Nash Hypochondriacs Spend the winter at the bottom of the Adirondriacs. You go to Paris and live on champ If you’re dipsomognac.
The Camel by Ogden Nash The camel has a single hump; The dromedary, two; Or else the other way around. I’m never sure. Are you?
Requiem by Ogden Nash There was a young belle of Natche Whose garments were always in patc When comment arose On the state of her clothes, She drawled, When Ah itchez, Ah
Kipling's Vermont by Ogden Nash The summer like a rajah dies, And every widowed tree Kindles for Congregationalist eye An alien suttee.
The Firefly by Ogden Nash The firefly’s flame Is something for which science has I can think of nothing eerier Than flying around with an unident person’s posteerier.
First Child ... Second Child by Ogden Nash Be it a girl, or one of the boys, It is scarlet all over its avoirdu It is red, it is boiled; could the Have possibly been a lobstertricia His degrees and credentials were h
Reflection on the Fallibility of Nemesis by Ogden Nash He who is ridden by a conscience Worries about a lot of nonscience; He without benefit of scruples His fun and income soon quadruples
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
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
One From One Leaves Two by Ogden Nash Higgledy piggledy, my black hen, She lays eggs for gentlemen. Gentlemen come every day To count what my black hen doth la If perchance she lays too many,
