Word: doggerels
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...political power; of pneumonia; in Chicago. A onetime Turkish bath rubber. Bathhouse John saved his tips, opened an establishment of his own. managed to get a grip on the vote of the First Ward, never lost it. A master of personal publicity, he was equally famed for rhymed doggerel (which Chicago newshawks ghosted for him), bright waistcoats, a string of race horses which lost consistently...
...intended to say; but actually he is highly successful in presenting his ideas in a humorous fashion. Outside of one or two of the strange case-histories, which degenerate into vehicles for a pet pun inserted at the end, Mr. Nash has written an excellent, laughable book of lyrical doggerel...
...many harmonious morning stars. Arid for once, the burden of their song was praise: praise for Pushkin, Russia's No. 1 poet. To most U. S. readers, Pushkin is still only a funny name. Much of his poetry has been translated, but most of it reads like doggerel.* To that the all- Russian retort is: non-Russians will have to take Pushkin on faith, be satisfied with the Red-&-White assurance that Pushkin is indeed Russia's Poet. Last week the circumstantial evidence in Pushkin's favor was further bolstered up by a scholarly, 484-page biography...
Lady Houston's dictatorship over her publishing property had been nonetheless complete for all that it was usually exercised in absentia. Fond of staying on her yacht Liberty, once the property of Joseph Pulitzer, Lady Houston used its cabin as a writing room in which to compose the doggerel which she often employed politically,* or to coin such phrases for Captain Eden as "That nancyfied nonentity in the Foreign Office." Another Houston dislike was for Sir Samuel Hoare, whose visit to France caused her to headline an article, "Why Send Hoares to Paris...
...much, the impromptu doggerel of Merrythought, teasing Mistress Merrythought, when, having deserted him, she would come home again...