Ogden Nash

Author of the world's shortest poem:

On the Antiquity of Microbes

Adam had'em.

Another poet (name unknown) wrote "Maid's Day Off":

Thurs.
Hers.

Also the author of the world's longest poem flaming parsley, which destructs like this:

...Now is the time for all good parsley-phobes to come to the aid of the menu and exhibit their gumption,

And proclaim that any food which has a taste and/or an appearance which can be improved by parsley is ipso-facto a dish unfit for human consumption.

And also author of a short ode to parsley...

Parsely.
Is gharsley.

THE DUCK

 Behold the duck.
 It does not cluck.
 A cluck it lacks.
 It quacks.
 It is 'specially fond
 of a puddle or pond.
 When it dines or sups
 it bottoms ups.

See also: http://www.westegg.com/nash/

And now, for a few of our favorites:

  The firefly's flame
  Is something for which science has no name.
  I can think of nothing eerier
  Than flying around with an unidentified glow on a person's posteerior.

(edited referencing "Good Intentions" Little, Brown & Co., 1942)

While you lolly hammock-wise It contemplates you stomach-wise. You lolly. It lollops. The rest is only gulps and gollops.

Tell me o Octopus, I begs Is those things arms or is they legs?

A panther is like a leopard except it hasn't been peppered should you behold a panther crouch prepare to say ouch better yet, if called by a panther don't anther.

This is my dream, It is my own dream, I dreamt it. I dreamt that my hair was kempt. Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it.

Candy Is dandy. But liquor Is quicker.

  The one-L lama,
  He's a priest.
  The two-L llama, 
  He's a beast.
  And I will bet
  A silk pajama
  There isn't any
  Three-L lllama.*

Don't forget the footnote, which runs something like this: "The author's attention has been drawn to the kind of conflagration known as a 'three-alarmer.' Pooh."

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