All Poems
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The Camel
© Ogden Nash
The camel has a single hump;
The dromedary , two;
Or else the other way around.
I'm never sure. Are you?
The Boy Who Laughed At Santa Claus
© Ogden Nash
In Baltimore there lived a boy.
He wasn't anybody's joy.
Although his name was Jabez Dawes,
His character was full of flaws.
The Bargain
© Ogden Nash
As I was going to St. Ives
I met a man with seven lives;
Seven lives,
In seven sacks,
The Ant
© Ogden Nash
The ant has made herself illustrious
By constant industry industrious.
So what? Would you be calm and placid
If you were full of formic acid?
The Next War
© Wilfred Owen
War's a joke for me and you,
While we know such dreams are true.
Siegfried Sassoon
The Abominable Snowman
© Ogden Nash
I've never seen an abominable snowman,
I'm hoping not to see one,
I'm also hoping, if I do,
That it will be a wee one.
Tableau at Twilight
© Ogden Nash
I sit in the dusk. I am all alone.
Enter a child and an ice-cream cone.A parent is easily beguiled
By sight of this coniferous child.The friendly embers warmer gleam,
The cone begins to drip ice cream.Cones are composed of many a vitamin.
Spring Comes To Murray Hill
© Ogden Nash
I sit in an office at 244 Madison Avenue
And say to myself You have a responsible job havenue?
Why then do you fritter away your time on this doggerel?
If you have a sore throat you can cure it by using a good goggeral,
Song To Be Sung by the Father of Infant Female Children
© Ogden Nash
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky;
Contrariwise, my blood runs cold
When little boys go by.
At Sea
© Duncan Campbell Scott
Three are emerald pools in the sea,
And wing-like flashes of light;
The sea is bound with the heavens
In a large delight.
Song of the Open Road
© Ogden Nash
I think that I shall never see
A billboard lovely as a tree
Indeed, unless the billboards fall
I'll never see a tree at all.
Soliloquy in Circles
© Ogden Nash
Being a father
Is quite a bother.You are as free as air
With time to spare,You're a fiscal rocket
With change in your pocket,And then one morn
So Does Everybody Else, Only Not So Much
© Ogden Nash
O all ye exorcizers come and exorcize now, and ye clergymen draw nigh and clerge, For I wish to be purged of an urge
Samson Agonistes
© Ogden Nash
I test my bath before I sit,
And I'm always moved to wonderment
That what chills the finger not a bit
Is so frigid upon the fundament.
Requiem
© Ogden Nash
There was a young belle of Natchez
Whose garments were always in patchez.
When comment arose
On the state of her clothes,
She drawled, When Ah itchez, Ah scratchez!
Reflection On The Fallibility Of Nemesis
© Ogden Nash
He who is ridden by a conscience
Worries about a lot of nonscience;
He without benefit of scruples
His fun and income soon quadruples.
Reflection On Caution
© Ogden Nash
Affection is a noble quality;
It leads to generosity and jollity.
But it also leads to breach of promise
If you go around lavishing it on red-hot momise.
Pretty Halcyon Days
© Ogden Nash
How pleasant to sit on the beach,
On the beach, on the sand, in the sun,
With ocean galore within reach,
And nothing at all to be done!
Possessions Are Nine Points Of Conversation
© Ogden Nash
Some people, and it doesn't matter whether they are paupers or millionaires, Think that anything they have is the best in the world just because it is theirs
