“Next time around I’m gonna be a plumber. Standing knee deep in water’s a bummer. My calls go ignored. I’m getting a sword, or running him down with a hummer.”
I’ll never be an Ogden Nash but hey, I can write poetry too. The poet famous for his strange but funny rhymes of nonsense was born on this day in 1902.
Ogden Nash, the undisputed American master of light verse, wrote quite frequently for The New Yorker. He also had several of his pun-filled poems published. These collections include The Bad Parent’s Garden of Verse, which he wrote in 1936 and the popular 1957 collection titled, You Can’t Get There from Here.
One of his most well-known couplets from Reflections on Ice-Breaking reads: “Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.”
Mr. Nash had fun with just about any subject. Consider this little ditty from his observations at the dinner table: “Celery, raw, develops the jaw. But celery, stewed, is more quietly chewed.”
Why not try a few yourself. It’s a lot of fun. As Mr. Nash might say:
“Read a poem about a panther,
but if the phone rings then,
please, don’t anther!
If you’ll send me your verse, I will publish it and you can brag that you are a published poet!
Can you stand one more?
“My name is Jones, I loath cell phones. Could it be I’m missing – those ‘tekkie’ chromosomes?” Oh heck. Forget it. I better stick blogging.l