Ogden Nash and me
Crisp funny poem:
The cow is of the bovine ilk;
one end is moo, the other milk.
The trouble with a kitten is that
when it grows up, it's always a cat.
Both by the master of light verse: Ogden Nash
Always loved Ogden Nash's crazy poetry. He looks at things from an unexpected angle and strings together unexpected words. The following are my attempts in tribute to him.
Flea at Long Neck
A giraffe was visited by a touring flea,
Who climbed her neck for eternity,
He finally, finally, reached her head,
And signed the postcard in giraffe blood.
Behind every successful bull-elephant,
Stands an unknown female elephant,
The source of the strength of his massive ivories
Is the calcium in the milk of Mummy’s mammaries.
He has a point!
The pen’s mightier than the sword,
But not when you meet a porcupine,
‘Cos he doesn’t possess writing skills,
But dangerous close-quarters fighting quills.
Male Chauvinist Pigs?
Dear feminists, don’t you see,
That the swine is not a MCP?
With adoring oinks and kisses,
He shows his respect for the missus.
Antarctic parties do require,
A formal dinner attire,
But penguins have the advantage,
Of using natural plumage.