I think that I shall never see 
A billboard as lovely as a tree. 
Perhaps unless the billboards fall, 
I'll never see a tree at all.
 That, of course, is by 
Ogden Nash. There's a 
new biography of the man out, which 
The New Yorker loftily 
calls 'a sympathetic appraisal', adding: "A fixture of this magazine for many decades, Ogden Nash was a nimble master of light verse. He abandoned early dreams of literary greatness, and chose, he once said, to become 'a good bad poet, rather than a bad good poet.' Blessed with a gentle, deflationary wit, Nash took aim at what he called the 'minor idiocies of humanity,' skewering the affectations of middle-class American life."
    
     
    
    
  
  
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I would live all my life in nonchalance and insouciance.
Were it not for making a living, which is rather a nouciance.
That's just good sense. And among the funniest would be "To A Small Boy Standing On My Shoes While I Am Wearing Them"!
By
 Unknown, at 9:30 PM
	   
...and let's not forget 'Reflection On A Wicked World':
Purity
Is obscurity.
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 PrufrockTwo, at 9:39 AM
	   
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