Ogden Nash
Ogden Nash
Frederic Ogden Nashwas an American poet well known for his light verse. At the time of his death in 1971, The New York Times said his "droll verse with its unconventional rhymes made him the country's best-known producer of humorous poetry". Nash wrote over 500 pieces of comic verse. The best of his work was published in 14 volumes between 1931 and 1972...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth19 August 1902
CityTown Of Rye, NY
CountryUnited States of America
I think that I shall never see a billboard lovely as a tree. Indeed, unless the billboards fall, I'll never see a tree at all.
Hark to the whimper of the seagull. / He weeps because he's not an ea-gull. / Suppose you were, you silly seagull. / Could you explain it to your she-gull?
Someone invented the telephone, And interrupted a nation's slumber, Ringing wrong but similar numbers
My verse represents a handle I can grasp in order not to yield to the centrifugal forces which are trying to throw me off of the world.
Children aren't happy without something to ignore, And that's what parents were created for
I prefer to forget both pairs of glasses and pass my declining years saluting strange women and grandfather clocks.
In the words of the poet, When Duty whispers low, Thou must, this erstwhile youth replies, I just can't
Home is heaven and orgies are vile/ But you need an orgy, once in a while.
The camel has a single hump;/ The dromedary, two;/ Or else the other way around./ I'm never sure. Are you?
The trouble with a kitten is that when it grows up, it's always a cat.
We love the kindly wind and hail, The jolly thunderbolt, We watch in glee the fairy trail Of ampere, watt, and volt.
When a lady's erotic life is vexed God knows what God is coming next.
A bird in the open never looks Like its picture in the birdie books - Or if it once did, it has changed its plumage, And plunges you back into ignorant gloomage.
Neath tile or thatch That man is rich Who has a scratch For every itch.