A Tale Of The Thirteenth Floor (Ogden Nash Poems)
The hands of the clock were reaching high In an old midtown hotel; I name no name, but its sordid ...
The hands of the clock were reaching high In an old midtown hotel; I name no name, but its sordid ...
In January everything freezes. We have two children. Both are she'ses. This is our January rule: One girl in bed, ...
My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky; Contrariwise, my blood runs cold When little boys ...
Now when I have a cold I am careful with my cold, I consult a physician And I do as ...
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