Ogden Nash (August 19, 1902 – May 19, 1971 / New York / United States)
Poems by Ogden Nash : 96 / 119
The Porcupine
Any hound a porcupine nudges
Can't be blamed for harboring grudges.
I know one hound that laughed all winter
At a porcupine that sat on a splinter.
Ogden Nash
Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Read poems about / on: winter
Poems by Ogden Nash : 96 / 119
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