Here is a pen and here is a pencil, heres a typewriter, heres a stencil, heres a list of todays appointments, and all the flies in all the ointments, the daily woes that a man endures — take them, George, theyre yours! – Ogden Nash
Some primal termite knocked on wood;
and tasted it, and found it good.
That is why your Cousin May
fell through the parlor floor today. – Ogden Nash
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