Ogden Nash (Огден Фредерик Нэш)

The Middle

When I remember bygone days
I think how evening follows morn;
So many I loved were not yet dead,
So many I love were not yet born.

1. Bankers Are Just Like Anybody Else, Except Richer
2. Reflections on Ice Breaking
3. To My Valentine
4. Everybody Tells Me Everything
5. The Purist

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