You know how you sometimes borrow a book from a friend and then just don't quite get around to returning it for a while? This is my personal record: borrowed in 1976, returned in 2009. Anyway, it's now with its rightful owner again.
Unfortunately, having given it back, I no longer have it to hand when I want to quote some of the poems. From memory, here are the ones I liked best:
My Nose
My nose, my nose lived dangerously
Its courage was no stunt!
Throughout the goriest battles
My nose was out in front!
But when the war was over
And we'd defeated the Hun
Suddenly, for no reason at all
My nose began to run!
The Trouser Bird
Have you ever heard
of the Trouser Bird?
It lives on top of houses
and it wears its nest like trousers.
The second poem features a fine picture of the Trouser Bird, illustrating its unusual nesting habits.