Poem of the month: September 2008

Adventures of Isabel
By Ogden Nash


Isabel met an enormous bear,
Isabel, Isabel, didnít care;
The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous,
The bearís big mouth was cruel and cavernous.
The bear said, Isabel, glad to meet you,
How do, Isabel, now Iíll eat you!
Isabel, Isabel, didnít worry,
Isabel didnít scream or scurry.
She washed her hands and she straightened her hair up,
Then Isabel quietly ate the bear up.

Once in a night as black as pitch
Isabel met a wicked old witch.
The witchís face was cross and wrinkled,
The witchís gums with teeth were sprinkled.
Ho ho, Isabel! The old witch crowed,
Iíll turn you into an ugly toad!
Isabel, Isabel, didnít worry,
Isabel didnít scream or scurry.
She showed no rage and she showed no rancor,
But she turned the witch into milk and drank her.

Isabel met a hideous giant,
Isabel continued self-reliant.
The giant was hairy, the giant was horrid,
He had one eye in the middle of his forehead.
Good morning, Isabel, the giant said,
Iíll grind your bones to make my bread.
Isabel, Isabel, didnít worry,
Isabel didnít scream or scurry.
She nibbled the zwieback that she always fed off,
And when it was gone, she cut the giantís head off.

Isabel met a troublesome doctor,
He punched and he poked till he really shocked her.
The doctorís talk was of coughs and chills
And the doctorís satchel bulged with pills.
The doctor said unto Isabel,
Swallow this, it will make you well.
Isabel, Isabel, didnít worry,
Isabel didnít scream or scurry.
She took those pills from the pill concocter,
And Isabel calmly cured the doctor.

 

 
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