You Can Be a Republican, I’M a Genocrat por Ogden Nash Oh, “rorty” was a mid-Victorian w Which meant “fine, splendid, jolly And often to me it has reoccurred In moments melancholy. For instance, children, I think i
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 Ant por Ogden Nash The ant has made himself illustrio Through constant industry industri So what? Would you be calm and placid, If you were full of formic acid?
Tableau at Twilight por Ogden Nash I sit in the dusk. I am all alone Enter a child and an ice-cream con A parent is easily beguiled By sight of this coniferous child. The friendly embers warmer gleam,
The Middle por Ogden Nash When I remember bygone days I think how evening follows morn; So many I loved were not yet dead So many I love were not yet born.
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;
Kipling’s Vermont por Ogden Nash The summer like a rajah dies, And every widowed tree Kindles for Congregationalist eye An alien suttee.
The Purist por Ogden Nash I give you now Professor Twist, A conscientious scientist, Trustees exclaimed, “He never bun And sent him off to distant jungle Camped on a tropic riverside,