Ogden Nash

(August 19, 1902 – May 19, 1971 / New York / United States)

The People Upstairs - Poem by Ogden Nash

The people upstairs all practise ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Their bedroom is full of conducted tours.
Their radio is louder than yours,
They celebrate week-ends all the week.
When they take a shower, your ceilings leak.
They try to get their parties to mix
By supplying their guests with Pogo sticks,
And when their fun at last abates,
They go to the bathroom on roller skates.
I would love the people upstairs wondrous
If instead of above us, they just lived under us.


Comments about The People Upstairs by Ogden Nash

  • Rookie Naman Arora (1/3/2006 10:21:00 AM)

    Beauty, I loved it. Very hilarious. It had me thinking of my neighbours and their 'antics' (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Monday, January 20, 2014


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