Mar 15, 2022
You bring to mind a bit of poetry from Ogden Nash:
There was a young belle of old Natchez
Who ripped all her garments to patchez.
When comment arose
On the state of her clothes
She drawled, When Ah itchez, Ah scratchez.
Written by Edward Robson, PhD, MFA
Former psychologist, wordsmith, teacher, learner. Top writer in feminism, relationships, poetry, and other topics. ECRobson@gmail.com