Ten years ago she split the air To seize what she could spy Tonight she bumps against a chair, Betrayed by milky eye. She seems to pant, Time up, time up! My little dog must die, And lie in dust with Hector's pup; I So, presently, must I.
Ogden NashA husband is a guy who tells you when you've got on too much lipstick and helps you with your girdle when your hips stick.
Ogden NashI don't care how unkind the things people say about me so long as they don't say them to my face.
Ogden NashWinter is the king of showmen, Turning tree stumps into snowmen And houses into birthday cakes And spreading sugar over lakes. Smooth and clean and frosty white, The world looks good enough to bite. Thatโs the season to be young, Catching snowflakes on your tongue. Snow is snowy when itโs snowing, Iโm sorry itโs slushy when itโs going.
Ogden Nash