It is Moondai, and so it is time for our regularly scheduled mischiefery with a mashery of Ogden Nashery (illustrated)! We found that he wrote a pome about April 1, but good luck finding a legible copy! Srsly, New Yorker? Is this their idea of an April Fool’s joke? Anyway, this post is an Open Thread, so please feel free to discuss any topics of your choice in the Comments, and add more pomes if you like, also too!
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So today is also my birthday. So instead of long poems, we’ll do quick quotes from good old Ogden on the subject of age!
Middle Age
Middle age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night
and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you.
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My Mind
Do you think my mind is maturing late, or simply rotted early?
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My Life
I would live all my life in nonchalance and insouciance,
Were it not for making a living, which is rather a nouciance.
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The News
I do not like to get the news, because there has never been an era
when so many things were going so right for so many of the wrong persons.
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(No, that has nothing to do with birthdays or age, but I figure it’s relevant to everyone here!)
