Category Archives: Compositions Inspired by Ogden Nash

Short rhymes in English following the steps of the great humorist Ogden Nash.

Who was Ogden Nash?
Frederic Ogden Nash (August 19, 1902 – May 19, 1971) was an American poet well known for his light verse, of which he wrote over 500 pieces. With his unconventional rhyming schemes, he was declared the country’s best-known producer of humorous poetry.


Flaubert studied law
Which certainly was his flaw
Thank Lord though he was clever
Which is why he never
Turned into lauyert
And simply remained Flaubert.


Strange I think are those lawyers
For their days last each for twennyears
Which probably means as I fears
You really don’t need those lawyers.


I wish I knew
Why the deuce is a U,
Followed by an S,
Called United States–
When for all intents and purp’ses,
A tini mini u, preceding a wiggly wriggly s,
As we were taught way back, in kindergarten class,
Is not just handfuls of yous, but earthfuls of us.


The tragedy for most of us is that
Ultimately we turn old and fat.

Based on Ogden Nash:
The trouble with a kitten is that
Eventually it becomes a cat.


Slender fingers,
piano reeds,
should well satisfy –
all one’s needs.
It’s strange instead
to see them gasping,
with fingers thick,
as they keep WhatSapsping.


A crow I’m told’s a smart lil’ creecha

Which can master, all thachew teecha

Except for singing

For by its upbringing

A crow is supposed to caw excreecha.


Gastric Pains

Newspapers are known for their crazy newz
Along with garbage and other refewz
Consuming newspapers for breakfests
Invariably causes tummy upfests
But many there are who
Eat more than twenty two
Newspapers every aawa
And suffer ailments seveawa
Their reasons I don’t wish to know I fears
It’s best that I mind my own affears
But I do believe that this wretched earth
Without newspapers will dance in mirth.


There was a Zimbabw’an with a zebra
Which he wailed didn’t know alzeebra
A subject he’d been taught
But with age he forgot
And couldn’t teach alzeebra to h’z zebra.

Thalia Christidou

Thalia, Thalia, Thalia,
Thalia Christidou!
Of all the girls that came from Greece,
The prettiest piece was yeou!
Thalia, Thalia, Thalia,
Thalia Christidou!
Your slanted eyes and your lovely smile
Had made me yearn for yeou!
Thalia, Thalia, Thalia,
Thalia Christidou!
Of Venus you must have reminded me
And lovelorn made me yeou!
Thalia, Thalia, Thalia,
Thalia Christidou!
You played the piano as no one could
But I couldn’t dance with yeou!
Thalia, Thalia, Thalia,
Thalia Christidou!
From Greece you’d arrived I did know that
But whither vanished yeou?
Thalia, Thalia, Thalia,
Thalia Christidou!
You must be as old as I am now
Which makes me sigh for yeou!
Thalia, Thalia, Thalia,
Thalia Christidou!
A shrivelled up granny you may have turned
But I’m still in love with yeou!


There was this old man stranded in an island
Who wanted to disappear inside his iPand
Which could hide, he said, all that he possessed
Except himself which made him feel offendessed
Lamented the old man with his iPand in the island.