{"id":16,"date":"2008-08-11T01:52:27","date_gmt":"2008-08-11T05:52:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/?p=16"},"modified":"2026-10-13T14:16:54","modified_gmt":"2026-10-13T18:16:54","slug":"the-adventures-of-isabel-ogden-nash","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/?p=16","title":{"rendered":"The Adventures of Isabel – Ogden Nash"},"content":{"rendered":"

Isabel met an enormous bear,
\nIsabel, Isabel, didn’t care;
\nThe bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous,
\nThe bear’s big mouth was cruel and cavernous.
\nThe bear said, Isabel, glad to meet you,
\nHow do, Isabel, now I’ll eat you!
\nIsabel, Isabel, didn’t worry.
\nIsabel didn’t scream or scurry.
\nShe washed her hands and she straightened her hair up,
\nThen Isabel quietly ate the bear up.
\nOnce in a night as black as pitch
\nIsabel met a wicked old witch.
\nthe witch’s face was cross and wrinkled,
\nThe witch’s gums with teeth were sprinkled.
\nHo, ho, Isabel! the old witch crowed,
\nI’ll turn you into an ugly toad!
\nIsabel, Isabel, didn’t worry,
\nIsabel didn’t scream or scurry,
\nShe showed no rage and she showed no rancor,
\nBut she turned the witch into milk and drank her.
\nIsabel met a hideous giant,
\nIsabel continued self reliant.
\nThe giant was hairy, the giant was horrid,
\nHe had one eye in the middle of his forehead.
\nGood morning, Isabel, the giant said,
\nI’ll grind your bones to make my bread.
\nIsabel, Isabel, didn’t worry,
\nIsabel didn’t scream or scurry.
\nShe nibbled the zwieback that she always fed off,
\nAnd when it was gone, she cut the giant’s head off.
\nIsabel met a troublesome doctor,
\nHe punched and he poked till he really shocked her.
\nThe doctor’s talk was of coughs and chills
\nAnd the doctor’s satchel bulged with pills.
\nThe doctor said unto Isabel,
\n“Swallow this, it will make you well.”
\nIsabel, Isabel, didn’t worry,
\nIsabel didn’t scream or scurry.
\nShe took those pills from the pill concocter,
\nAnd Isabel calmly cured the doctor.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

read by Ogden Nash. audio from Poetry Speaks to Children Isabel met an enormous bear, Isabel, Isabel, didn’t care; The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous, The bear’s big mouth was cruel and cavernous. The bear said, Isabel, glad to meet you, How do, Isabel, now I’ll eat you! Isabel, Isabel, didn’t worry. Isabel […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9,15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-16","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-audio","category-zwieback"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=16"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":640,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16\/revisions\/640"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=16"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=16"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=16"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}