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
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,
My Dream by Ogden Nash This is my dream, It is my own dream, I dreamt it. I dreamt that my hair was kempt. Then I dreamt that my true love u
To my Valentine by Ogden Nash More than a catbird hates a cat, Or a criminal hates a clue, Or the Axis hates the United Sta That’s how much I love you. I love you more than a duck can sw 1
The Duck by Ogden Nash Behold the duck. It does not cluck. A cluck it lacks. It quacks. It is specially fond
Children's Party by Ogden Nash May I join you in the doghouse, R I wish to retire till the party’s Since three o’clock I’ve done my To entertain each tiny guest; My conscience now I’ve left behin
The Romantic Age by Ogden Nash This one is entering her teens, Ripe for sentimental scenes, Has picked a gangling unripe male, Sees herself in a bridal veil, Presses lips and tosses head, 1
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 Hunter by Ogden Nash The hunter crouches in his blind ‘Neath camouflage of every kind And conjures up a quacking noise To lend allure to his decoys This grown-up man, with pluck and
