Summer Serenade Poem by Ogden Nash

Summer Serenade

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When the thunder stalks the sky,
When tickle-footed walks the fly,
When shirt is wet and throat is dry,
Look, my darling, thats July.

Through the grassy lawn be leather,
And prickly temper tug the tether,
Shall we postpone our love for weather?
If we must melt, lets melt together!

Tuesday, May 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: weather
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Suryendu Chaudhury 16 October 2020

It's romantic to the core.

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Susan Williams 20 December 2015

I enjoyed that poem and I particularly enjoyed the description of the fly's manner of walking

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