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 ...
Once upon a time there was an Italian, And some people thought he was a rapscallion, But he wasn't offended, ...
In fourteen hundred and ninety-two, Someone sailed the ocean blue. Somebody borrowed the fare in Spain For a business trip ...
Master I may be, But not of my fate. Now come the kisses, too many too late. Tell me, O ...
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