The Bargain by Ogden Nash As I was going to St. Ives I met a man with seven lives; Seven lives, In seven sacks, Like seven beeves
Biological Reflection by Ogden Nash A girl whose cheeks are covered wi Has an advantage with me over one
Kipling's Vermont by Ogden Nash The summer like a rajah dies, And every widowed tree Kindles for Congregationalist eye An alien suttee.
Morning Prayer by Ogden Nash Now another day is breaking, Sleep was sweet and so is waking. Dear Lord, I promised you last ni Never again to sulk or fight. Such vows are easier to keep
Everybody Tells Me Everything by Ogden Nash I find it very difficult to enthus Over the current news. Just when you think that at least And that is why I do not like the
Kipling’s Vermont by Ogden Nash The summer like a rajah dies, And every widowed tree Kindles for Congregationalist eye An alien suttee.
Old Dr. Valentine to His Son by Ogden Nash Your hopeless patients will live, Your healthy patients will die. I have only this word to give: Wonder, and find out why
Spring Comes to Murray Hill by Ogden Nash I sit in an office at 244 Madison And say to myself You have a resp Why then do you fritter away your If you have a sore throat you can If you have a sore foot you can ge
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!
