Poem by Ogden Nash

Celery

Celery, raw
Develops the jaw,
But celery, stewed,
Is more quietly chewed.

1. No, You Be a Lone Eagle
2. Come on in, the Senility Is Fine
3. A Crusader's Wife Slipped from the Garrison
4. Bankers Are Just Like Anybody Else, Except Richer
5. Nothing Makes Me Sicker

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