ABSTRACT
Punning is a dry cerebral SPORT very far off, it would seem, from the bodily joy of being tossed through the air toward the arms of a nice plump mother and failing to arrive. And yet a pun too, if successful, is a process. And the process is substantially that same one of starting off hopefully somewhere and not getting there. In this case, however, it is not the meaning of the words which fools you, but the words themselves. The very sounds or letters which compose them have turned out to conceal a trapdoor or a sliding panel, and have cheated you and “let you down.”
The results of the activities of the D.A.R. might not be so minus—
Says Ogden Nash (in a verse which to interrupt with a “says Ogden Nash” is not very heinous)—
Were the ladies not troubled by sinus.
Alas, every time they try to put people who don’t agree with them on the stand as defendants
They find themselves troubled by the sinus of the Declaration of Independence.
