The Wasp by Ogden Nash The wasp and all his numerous fami I look upon as a major calamity. He throws open his nest with prodi But I distrust his waspitality.
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
Very Like a Whale by Ogden Nash One thing that literature would be Would be a more restricted employm metaphor. Authors of all races, be they Gre Can’t seem just to say that anythi
The Abominable Snowman by Ogden Nash I’ve never seen an abominable snow I’m hoping not to see one, I’m also hoping, if I do, That it will be a wee one.
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
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
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
No Doctor’s Today, Thank You by Ogden Nash They tell me that euphoria is the well, today I feel euphorian, Today I have the agility of a Gre Victorian. Yes, today I may even go forth wi
The Tale of Custard the Dragon by Ogden Nash Belinda lived in a little white ho With a little black kitten and a l And a little yellow dog and a litt And a realio, trulio, little pet d Now the name of the little black k
