United States, (1902-1971)
The Pig
- The pig, if I am not mistaken,
- Supplies us sausage, ham and bacon.
- Let others say his heart is big–
- I call it stupid of the pig.
Ogden Nash. Happy Days. New York: Simon and Schuster, (1933).
Sigmund Freud
- Who’s afreud of the big bad dream?
- Things are never what they seem;
- Daddy’s bowler, Auntie’s thimbles,
- Actually are shocking symbols.
- Still, I think, a pig’s a pig –
- Ah, there, symbol-minded Sig!
Ogden Nash. The Primrose Path. New York: Simon and Schuster, (1935).
About the Poet
Ogden (Frederic) Nash (1902-1971), US poet. He wrote witty poetic comments on social and domestic life; and was renowned for his sophisticated light verse, comprising puns, epigrams, highly asymmetrical lines, elaborate rhymes, and other verbal eccentricities.
He contributed to the New Yorker magazine and his verse appeared in many collections from 1931 onwards. [DES-6/03]