What Almost Every Woman Knows Sooner or Later by Ogden Nash Husbands are things that wives hav And with whom they breakfast with They interfere with the discipline And forget anniversaries, And when they have been particular
Biological Reflection by Ogden Nash A girl whose cheeks are covered wi Has an advantage with me over one
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 Solitary Huntsman by Ogden Nash The solitary huntsman No coat of pink doth wear, But midnight black from cap to spu Upon his midnight mare. He drones a tuneless jingle
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
I’Ll Get One Tomorrow by 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;
Reflection on Caution by Ogden Nash Affection is a noble quality; It leads to generosity and jollity But it also leads to breach of pro If you go around lavishing it on r
I Yield to my Learned Brother or Is There a Candlestick Maker in the House? by Ogden Nash The doctor gets you when you’re bo The preacher, when you marry, And the lawyer lurks with costly c If too much on you carry. Professional men, they have no car
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
Bankers Are Just Like Anybody Else, Except Richer by Ogden Nash This is a song to celebrate banks, Because they are full of money and you hear is clinks and clanks, Or maybe a sound like the wind in Which is the rustling of the thous
