*** Zoo, Ogden Nash, 1987
I liked this one even better than Food. Here's some of my favorites.
The cow is of the bovine ilk;
One end is moo, the other, milk.
A shrimp who sought his lady shrimp
Could catch no glimpse,
Not even glimp.
At times, translucence
Is rather a nuisance.
Note: I love this invented singular form of glimpse!
The clam, esteemed by gourmets highly,
Is said to live the life of Riley;
When you are lolling on a piazza
It's what you are as happy as a.
Note: Exactly! I never understood why clams would be so happy.
Some primal termite knocked on wood
And tasted it, and found it good.
And that is why your Cousin May
Fell through the parlor floor today.
"Good Poems: For Hard Times" ~Keillor
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