Indoors or out, no one relaxes in March, that month of wind and taxes, the wind will presently disappear, the taxes last us all the year. – Ogden Nash
When grandparents enter the door, discipline flies out the window. – Ogden Nash
Indoors or out, no one relaxes in March, that month of wind and taxes, the wind will presently disappear, the taxes last us all the year. – Ogden Nash
When grandparents enter the door, discipline flies out the window. – Ogden Nash