A man and a woman will never be incompatible, as long as he has income, and she is pattable. - Ogden Nash

 

Who is this Ogden Nash, that I may be able to worship him?

 

Only a very famous author and poet:

A Tribute to the Poet, Ogden Nash (1902-1971)

Read: Selected Poems by Ogden Nash

* Born Frederick Ogden Nash on August 19, 1902 in Rye, New York.
* An ancestor, General Francis Nash, gave his name to Nashville, Tennesee.
* Raised in Rye, New York and Savannah, Georgia.
* Educated at St. George's School in Rhode Island and, briefly, Harvard University.
* Started work writing advertising copy for Doubleday, Page Publishing, New York, in 1925.
* Published first book for children, The Cricket of Caradon in 1925.
* First published poem Spring Comes to Murray Hill appears in New Yorker magazine in 1930.
* Joins staff at New Yorker in 1932.
* Married Frances Rider Leonard on June 6, 1933.
* Published 19 books of poetry.
* Collaborated, in 1943, in the musical comedy, "One Touch of Venus."
* Elected to the National Institute of Arts and Letters in 1950.
* Lived in New York but his principal home was in Baltimore, Maryland, where he died on May 19, 1971. He was buried in North Hampton, New Hampshire.

Selected Books by Ogden Nash

* Hard Lines 1931
* I'm a Stranger Here Myself 1938
* The Face is Familiar 1940
* Good Intentions 1942
* Many Long Years Ago 1945
* Selected Verse 1946
* Versus 1949
* Parents Keep Out 1951
* The Private Dining Room 1953
* You Can't Get There From Here 1957
* The Christmas That Almost Wasn't 1957
* Verses from 1929 On 1959
* Everyone But Thee and Me 1962
* Marriage Lines 1964
* The Untold Adventures of Santa Claus 1964
* There's Always Another Windmill 1968
* Bed Riddance 1970
* The Old Dog Barks Backwards 1972

 

"The Lord in his Might gave us the fly. . .
. . .and then forgot to tell us why."
-O.N.

 

"A Glossina mortisans bit rich Aunt Betsy.
Tsk Tsk. Tse Tse."
-O.N.

 

There is something about a Martini,
A tingle remarkably pleasant;
A yellow, a mellow Martini;
I wish I had one at present.
There is something about a Martini,
Ere the dining and dancing begin,
And to tell you the truth,
It is not the vermouth--
I think that perhaps it's the gin.

 

Senescence begins
And middle age ends
The day your descendents
Outnumber your friends.

 

It's too bad that televisions don't have a knob to turn up the
INTELLIGENCE of the programs. I tried 'brightness', but it didn't
work. --Gallagher

 

This all sounds like a double negative.