A dressing is not a compote A dressing is not a custard It consists of pepper and salt, Vinegar, oil and mustard.
Ogden NashTonight's December thirty-first, something is about to burst. The clock is crouching, dark and small, like a time bomb in the hall. Hark, it's midnight, children dear. Duck! Here comes another year!
Ogden NashSome one invented the telephone, And interrupted a nation's slumbers, Ringing wrong but similar numbers.
Ogden Nash