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So, I read the book the library was giving out, a book full of rhymes and such that kids use to figure out who's it in tag, or for counting while jumping rope or keeping time with those complicated hand-slapping games I never could get the hang of. And the strange part was how few of the ones in the book I recognized, a mere half dozen or so*, out of well over 150, perhaps 200 rhymes. Obviously, some of it is that this was compiled from English sources, but still, I'd've thought there would've been more that were familiar (heck, if only from reading English kid books).

I started thinking about the rhymes that we used when I was young. And I'm sad to say that few have stuck with me. The ones I do remember were mostly about counting out to decide who was (or wasn't) it, so hands were put into a circle and someone would count off, each word for a hand.


There's
"One potato, two potato, three potato, four
Five potato, six potato, seven potato, more"

And
"Eeny meeny miney moe
Catch a tiger by the toe,
If he hollers, let him go,
Eeny meeny miney moe."

Also,
"My mother and your mother were hanging out the clothes.
My mother punched your mother in the nose.
What color blood came out?"
(And then the answer color was spelled out, continuing around everyone's hands.)

Oh, and
"It's raining, it's pouring,
The old man is snoring
He went to bed
And bumped his head
And couldn't get up in the morning."
(Though that wasn't for counting.)

I remember something about a girl dressed all in black black black, with her hair down her back back back, but I don't know that I ever knew that one completely. And there are others I seem to have lost.


* From memory, some of the ones in the book that were familiar:
  • Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names (words) will never hurt me.
  • Ladybug, ladybug, fly away home, your house is on fire, you children are gone. (I've never understood why this was so mean to ladybugs.)
  • Moses supposes his toeses are roses,
    But Moses supposes erroneously;
    For nobody's toeses are posies of roses,
    As Moses supposes his toeses to be.
  • Pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold, pease porridge in the pot, nine days old.
  • Rain, rain go away, come again some other day.

Date: 2005-03-14 10:58 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ceo
A similar book I have is Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts.

The "teacher hit me with a ruler" one is only the chorus of a larger work, whose first verse goes like this:
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school
We have tortured all the teachers and are breaking all the rules
We are marching down the corridor to hang the principal
Our truth is marching on
(I'm probably misremembering the last line, as that's from the original)

Date: 2005-03-14 11:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magid.livejournal.com
Oh, cool book! Could I borrow it sometime?

According to the bus song site, you're using the correct last line of the stanza, shared with the original. I don't know why we seemed to sing the chorus so much more than the first stanza, but we did.

Date: 2005-03-14 12:47 pm (UTC)
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Sure.

The bus song site is missing the most important verse of the Yogi Bear Song:
Yogi is bisexual
AC-DC
Yogi is bisexual
AC-DC bear

etc.
My fellow deranged UU youth eventually came up with additional verses remarking upon the sexual proclivities of all of the denizens of Jellystone.

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