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Ogden Nash
(1902 - 1971 / New York / United States)
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119 poems of Ogden Nash
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''I think that I shall never see
A billboard lovely as a tree.''
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. Song of the Open Road (l. 1-2). . .
Oxford Book of American Light Verse, The. William Harmon, ed. (1979) Oxford...
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O Adolescence, O Adolescence
I wince before thine incandescence . . .
When anxious elders swarm about
Crying "Where are you going?", thou answerest "Out," . . .
Strewn! All is lost...
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. "Tarkington, Thou Should'st Be Living in This Hour," Versus, 1949.
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''Indoors or out, no one relaxes
In March, that month of wind and taxes,
The wind will presently disappear,
The taxes last us all the year.''
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. "Thar She Blows," Versus (1949).
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''If you are really Master of your Fate,
It shouldn't make any difference to you whether Cleopatra or the Bearded Lady is your mate.''
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. The Anatomy of Happiness, I'm a Stranger Here Myself (1938).
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''The most exciting happiness is the happiness generated by forces beyond your control.''
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. The Anatomy of Happiness, I'm a Stranger Here Myself (1938).
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''The cow is of the bovine ilk; One end is moo, the other, milk.''
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. "The Cow," (l. 1), Free Wheeling (1931).
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''Better yet, if called by a panther,
Don't anther.''
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. The Panther (l. 5-6). . .
Oxford Book of American Light Verse, The. William Harmon, ed. (1979) Oxford Universit...
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''Children aren't happy with nothing to ignore,
And that's what parents were created for.''
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. "The Parent," Happy Days (1933).
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''Whether elected or appointed
He considers himself the Lord's annointed,
And indeed the ointment lingers on him
So thick you can't get your fingers on him.''
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. "The Politician," I'm a Stranger Here Myself (1938).
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Camped on a tropic riverside,
One day he missed his loving bride.
She had, the guide informed him later,
Been eaten by an alligator.
Professor Twist could not but smile.
"You ...
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. The Purist (l. 5-10). . .
Oxford Book of Children's Verse in America, The. Donald Hall, ed. (1985) Oxford Unive...
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