Tag: Ogden Nash inspired poem
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Ogdenoddity
Last night at the starry sky, as I was casually glimpsing I thought I saw a shadow up there, which appeared to be limpsing I asked the shadow – Is that you dear God?
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Ogdenicitis
God’s armour methinks Is old and rusty and full of chinks Through the chinks sometimes show up
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Ogdenesque
When machines had begun to arrive on my earth They used doubtlessly to add to my mirth They ground for me my spices,
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