Perfectly Luffly

In spite of her sniffle

Isabel's chiffle.

Some girls with a sniffle

Would be weepy and tiffle;

They would look awful,

Like a rained-on waffle,

But Isabel's chiffle

In spite of her sniffle.

Her nose is more red

With a cold in her head,

But then, to be sure,

Her eyes are bluer.

Some girls with a snuffle,

Their tempers are uffle.

But when Isabel's snivelly

She's snivelly civilly,

And when she's snuffly

She's perfectly luffly.

- Ogden Nash