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
Pg Wooster, Just as He Useter by Ogden Nash Bound to your bookseller, leap to Deluge your dealer with bakshish a Lean on the counter and never say Wodehouse and Wooster are with us Flourish the fish-slice, your butt
I Didn’T Go to Church Today by Ogden Nash I didn’t go to church today, I trust the Lord to understand. The surf was swirling blue and whi The children swirling on the sand. He knows, He knows how brief my s
The Octopus by Ogden Nash Tell me, O Octopus, I begs Is those things arms, or is they l I marvel at thee, Octopus; If I were thou, I’d call me Us.
Introspective Reflection by Ogden Nash I would live all my life in noncha Were it not for making a living, w
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 And if they want me, let them find
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
Very Like a Whale by Ogden Nash One thing that literature would be Would be a more restricted employm metaphor. Authors of all races, be they Gre Can’t seem just to say that anythi
Biological Reflection by Ogden Nash A girl whose cheeks are covered wi Has an advantage with me over one