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Any kiddie in school can love like a fool, But Hating, my boy, is an Art.
Ogden Nash
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Ogden Nash
Age: 68 †
Born: 1902
Born: August 19
Died: 1971
Died: May 19
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New York
United States
Frederic Ogden Nash
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