Topic: The Strange Case of the Irksome Prude by Ogden Nash

[Khushrenada]

You got a beard grows up and down both, said Harold.

[Khushrenada]

Detective Guilfoyle searched Harold.

[Khushrenada]

He certainly was surprised at what he found.

[Khushrenada]

So was Harold.

[Khushrenada]

Harold hadn’t picked any pockets at all because his mind was elsewhere.

[Khushrenada]

He had picked a peck of pickled peppers.

[Khushrenada]

Detective Guilfoyle wanted to call Harold a name, but he couldn’t because he was a prude.

[Khushrenada]

Harold picked his pocket and later became the smokingest swearingest, drinkingest Assistant District Attorney the county ever had.

[Khushrenada]

Don’t be a prude.

[pokepal148]

howdy

[Wah]

Dafaq?
Khush have you been taking drugs again?

[Khushrenada]

Again? That implies I stopped..... or started. Yes. That is a.... false accusation. *shifty eyes*

I personally thought that this forum could use some class and so I presented a poem from the only poet I ever liked when taking poetry in high school which is the great Ogden Nash. I loved this poem when I first read it and it has always stuck with me. It is presented with many pauses which I thought would work well as individual posts since it causes the reader to take that little pause between each line. I like the way it all ties together and the general message of the poem. I had a different idea in mind at first and was working on it I suddenly thought of this poem again, for whatever reason, and it sort of clicked with what I wanted to do so I decided to share it.

You are all welcome.