Bankers Are Just Like Anybody Else, Except Richer by Ogden Nash This is a song to celebrate banks, Because they are full of money and you hear is clinks and clanks, Or maybe a sound like the wind in Which is the rustling of the thous
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
I Do, I Will, I Have by Ogden Nash How wise I am to have instructed I am about to volunteer a definiti Just as I know that there are two I know that marriage is a legal an Moreover, just as I am unsure of
The Cantaloupe by Ogden Nash One cantaloupe is ripe and lush, Another’s green, another’s mush. I’d buy a lot more cantaloupe If I possessed a fluoroscope.
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
I Never Even Suggested It by Ogden Nash I know lots of men who are in love And to fall out with their loved o They are conciliatory at every opp Because all they want is serenity Yes, many the swain who has finall
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,
Goody for Our Side and Your Side Too by Ogden Nash Foreigners are people somewhere el Natives are people at home; If the place you’re at Is your habitat, You’re a foreigner, say in Rome.
The Boy Who Laughed at Santa Claus by Ogden Nash In Baltimore there lived a boy. He wasn’t anybody’s joy. Although his name was Jabez Dawes His character was full of flaws. In school he never led his classes