Goody for Our Side and Your Side Too por 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 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
If He Were Alive Today, Mayhap, Mr. Morgan Would Sit on the Midget’s Lap por 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,
À Bas Ben Adhem por Ogden Nash My fellow man I do not care for. I often ask me, What’s he there f The only answer I can find Is, Reproduction of his kind. If I’m supposed to swallow that,
To a Small Boy Standing on my Shoes While I am Wearing Them por Ogden Nash Let’s straighten this out, my litt And reach an agreement if we can. I entered your door as an honored My shoes are shined and my trouser And I won’t stretch out and read
Old Men por Ogden Nash People expect old men to die, They do not really mourn old men. Old men are different. People loo At them with eyes that wonder when People watch with unshocked eyes; 1
I’Ll Get One Tomorrow por Ogden Nash Barber, barber, come and get me; Hairy torrents irk and fret me. Hair and hair again appears; And climbs like ivy round my ears. Hair across my collar gambols;
The Praying Mantis por Ogden Nash From whence arrived the praying ma From outer space, or lost Atlanti glimpse the grin, green metal mug at masks the pseudo-saintly bug, Orthopterous, also carnivorous,
One From One Leaves Two por Ogden Nash Higgledy piggledy, my black hen, She lays eggs for gentlemen. Gentlemen come every day To count what my black hen doth la If perchance she lays too many,
