Poetic Interlude LXXIV

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!
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About Ty DeLyte

Madame DeLyte has suffered a grave disappointment - YET AGAIN - and still believes that freedom, beauty, and truth are what's valuable, rather than vulgar cash. He'd add love to that list - but, well, what can he say about love?
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