Song of the Open Road by Ogden Nash Song of the Open Road I think that I shall never see A billboard as lovely as a tree. Perhaps unless the billboards fall I’ll never see a tree at all.
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
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,
The Sniffle by Ogden Nash In spite of her sniffle, Isabel’s chiffle. Some girls with a sniffle Would be weepy and tiffle; They would look awful,
The Hippopotamus by Ogden Nash Behold the hippopotamus! We laugh at how he looks to us, And yet in moments dank and grim, I wonder how we look to him. Peace, peace, thou hippopotamus!
The Shrimp by Ogden Nash A shrimp who sought his lady shrim Could catch no glimpse Not even a glimp. At times, translucence Is rather a nuisance.
Kipling's Vermont by Ogden Nash The summer like a rajah dies, And every widowed tree Kindles for Congregationalist eye An alien suttee.
Biological Reflection by Ogden Nash A girl whose cheeks are covered wi Has an advantage with me over one
More About People by Ogden Nash When people aren’t asking question They’re making suggestions And when they’re not doing one of They’re either looking over your s And then as if that weren’t enough 1
