The people upstairs all practise ballet Their living room is a bowling alley Their bedroom is full of conducted tours. Their radio is louder than yours, They celebrate week-ends all the week. When they take a shower, your ceilings leak. They try to get their parties to mix By supplying their guests with Pogo sticks, And when their fun at last abates, They go to the bathroom on roller skates. I might love the people upstairs more If only they lived on another floor. BIODATA · One of the most widely appreciated and imitated writers of light verse. · Frederic Ogden Nash · He was born in Rye, New York, on August 19, 1902. · Parents: Edmund Strudwick and Mattie Nash. · Nash attended Harvard College, but dropped out after only one year. · ...
My family's gone; there's no one home. It's only me who's home alone. I shouldn't hear a single squeak. There shouldn't even be a creak, So what's that thumping that I hear? It must mean one thing: death is near. "You're an adult, you'll be just fine." I tell myself as I dial "nine"... Was that a knock upon the door? My heart beats faster than before I know it's closed; I've checked the lock. At least my killer knows to knock? I cannot sleep, though I'm in bed. I've made amends with God instead. If He decides that it's my time, Then this will be my very last rhyme. I hear a bang and then a break. My head shoots up; there's no mistake! I turn my music volume high So I won't hear the way I die. I run upstairs, desk lamp in hand. Over my head, ready to land, And right before it did just that.. I remembered - I have a cat BIODATA · Unknown poet · Published poems titled Dreaming ...
I Said the Table to the Chair, 'You can hardly be aware, 'How I suffer from the heat, 'And from chilblains on my feet! 'If we took a little walk, 'We might have a little talk! 'Pray let us take the air!' Said the Table to the Chair. II Said the Chair unto the Table, 'Now you know we are not able! 'How foolishly you talk, 'When you know we cannot walk!' Said the Table, with a sigh, 'It can do no harm to try, 'I've as many legs as you, 'Why can't we walk on two?' III So they both went slowly down, And walked about the town With a cheerful bumpy sound, As they toddled round and round. And everybody cried, As they hastened to their side, 'See! the Table and the Chair 'Have come out to take the air!' IV But in going down an alley, To a castle in a valley, They completely lost their way, And wandered all the day, Till, to see them safely back, They paid a Ducky-quack, And a Beetle, and a Mouse, Who took the...
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