Ogden Nash Poems
|94.||The Joyous Malingerer||1/13/2003|
|100.||The People Upstairs||1/3/2003|
|101.||The Perfect Husband||1/13/2003|
|103.||The Praying Mantis||1/3/2003|
|106.||The Romantic Age||1/3/2003|
|109.||The Solitary Huntsman||1/3/2003|
|111.||The Sunset Years Of Samuel Shy||1/3/2003|
|112.||The Tale Of Custard The Dragon||1/13/2003|
|114.||The Terrible People||1/13/2003|
|117.||Tin Wedding Whistle||1/13/2003|
|118.||To A Small Boy Standing On My Shoes While I Am Wearing Them||1/13/2003|
|119.||To My Valentine||1/13/2003|
|120.||Two Dogs Have I||1/3/2003|
Adventures Of Isabel
Isabel met an enormous bear,
Isabel, Isabel, didn't care;
The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous,
The bear's big mouth was cruel and cavernous.
The bear said, Isabel, glad to meet you,
How do, Isabel, now I'll eat you!
Isabel, Isabel, didn't worry.
Isabel didn't scream or scurry.
She washed her hands and she straightened her hair up,
Then Isabel quietly ate the bear up.
Once in a night as black as pitch
Isabel met a wicked old witch.
the witch's face was cross and wrinkled,
The witch's gums with teeth were sprinkled.
Ho, ho, Isabel! the old witch ...
à Bas Ben Adhem
My fellow man I do not care for.
I often ask me, What's he there for?
The only answer I can find
Is, Reproduction of his kind.
If I'm supposed to swallow that,
Winnetka is my habitat.
Isn't it time to carve Hic Jacet
Above that Reproduction racket?