What’s the Use? por Ogden Nash Sure, deck your limbs in pants, Yours are the limbs, my sweeting. You look divine as you advance . . Have you seen yourself retreating?
Will Consider Situation por Ogden Nash There here are words of radical ad Young man, be a snob. Yes, if you are in search of argum Why I’ve gottem. Let the personnel managers differ;
Crossing the Border por Ogden Nash Senescence begins And middle age ends The day your descendents Outnumber your friends. 1
The Lion por 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
Peekabo, I Almost See You por Ogden Nash Peekabo, I Almost See You Middle-aged life is merry, and I But there comes a day when your ey And your friends get jocular, so y And of all your friends he is the
The Porcupine por Ogden Nash Any hound a porcupine nudges Can’t be blamed for harboring grud I know one hound that laughed all At a porcupine that sat on a splin
The Perfect Husband por Ogden Nash He tells you when you’ve got on t And helps you with your girdle wh
The Octopus por Ogden Nash Tell me, O Octopus, I begs Is those things arms, or is they l I marvel at thee, Octopus; If I were thou, I’d call me Us.