Volume 46, No. 4, December, 1980
Custard the Dragon
An exerpt: by Ogden Nash
Belinda lived in a little white house,
With a little black kitten and a little gray mouse,
And a little yellow dog and a little red wagon,
And a realio, trulio, little pet dragon.
Now the name of the little black kitten was Ink,
And the little gray mouse, she called her Blink,
And the little yellow dog was sharp as Mustard,
But the dragon was a coward, and she called him
Custard the dragon had big sharp teeth,
And spikes on top of him and scales underneath,
Mouth like a fireplace, chimney for a nose,
And realio, trulio daggers for his toes.
Belinda was as brave as a barrel full of bears,
And Ink and Blink chased lions down the stairs,
Mustard was as brave as a tiger in a rage,
But Custard cried for a nice safe cage.
Belinda tickled him, she tickled him unmerciful,
Ink, Blink and Mustard, they rudely called him
They all sat laughing in the little red wagon
At the realio, trulio, cowardly dragon.
Through the Looking Glass
December 6-January 25
The dragon, as changing symbol—only one aspect of our December show. Ogden Nash's
reserved, cowardly Custard the Dragon is the antithesis of Horace Vernet's dragon in St. George
and The Dragon. How do the artists' views of dragonhood differ? Visit the Through the
Looking Glass Exhibition and meet three other dragons, and a melange of other visual and
Memorial Art Gallery of the University of Rochester