Ogden Nash Poems

Once upon a time there was an Italian,
And some people thought he was a rapscallion,
But he wasn't offended,
Because other people thought he was splendid,
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Behold the duck.
It does not cluck.
A cluck it lacks.
It quacks.
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For years we've had a little dog,
Last year we acquired a big dog;
He wasn't big when we got him,
He was littler than the dog we had.
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There is a knocking in the skull,
An endless silent shout
Of something beating on a wall,
And crying, “Let me out!”
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In Baltimore there lived a boy.
He wasn't anybody's joy.
Although his name was Jabez Dawes,
His character was full of flaws. In school he never led his classes,
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The truth I do not stretch or shove
When I state that the dog is full of love.
I've also found, by actual test,
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When people aren't asking questions
They're making suggestions
And when they're not doing one of those
They're either looking over your shoulder or stepping on your toes
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