Sheer delightful nonsense. Equal-opportunity satirist Ogden Nash pokes fun at himself, human nature, society, celebrities, the natural world, etc. Mostly comedic verse - my favourite is probably 'Here's to You, Little Boy Blue' on the topic of sleep. A couple of more serious poems. 'Heil, Heilige Nacht!' is deeply moving and the last stanza gives me chills:
"Gentlemen of the High Command,
Who crucify the slums,
There was an earlier Golgotha.
The third day comes."