Gentle Reader, this poem was written by Ogden Nash, and it’s one of my favorites.Ha! Original Sin! Vanity, vanity, all is vanity That’s any fun at all for humanity. Food is vanity, so is drink, And undergarments of gossamer pink, P. G. Wodehouse and long vacations, Going abroad, and rich relations, The kind of engagements you want to keep, A hundred honors, and twelve hour’s sleep. Vanities all – oh Worra, worra! Rooted in Sodom and Gomorrah. Vanity, vanity, all is vanity That’s any fun at all for humanity. That is the gist of the prophet’s case, From Bishop Cannon to Canon Chase. The prophet’s chant and the prophet’s chatter, But somehow it never seems to matter, For the world hangs on to its ancient sanity And orders another round of vanity. Then Hey! for Gomorrah! and Nonny! for Sodom! Marie! The Chanel model for Modom!