playground chants and rhymes to actions including skipping
Chris McMillan
have occupied myself somehow in boarding school - and she was right.
Skipping we did a lot of, but I can't remember any of them. But umra
can - and will.
I need this lot by Sunday. Oh, and this friend is a TA fan , though not
a user of newsgroups and knows a lot about you lot.
Sincerely Chris
--
Chris McMillan
Martin Clark
"Oo, ah! I lost my bra. I left my knickers in my boyfriend's car..... "
Don't remember the rest of the chant, though. I'm sure someone does.
--
Martin
Tim Hall
wrote:
When Suzy was a baby
A baby Suzy was
She said "goo gah
goo goo gah"
When Suzy was a school girl
A school girl Suzy was
She said "Miss Miss
I can't do this"
When Suzy was a teenager
A teenager Suzy was
She said "Oo ah, I've lost my bra
I've left my knickers in my boyfriends car."
Scansion seems a bit wonky, thobut.
Tim
Fenny
Chris McMillan said ...
> I need this lot by Sunday. Oh, and this friend is a TA fan , though not
> a user of newsgroups and knows a lot about you lot.
>
>
Wiped his b*m on the Keighley News"
according to Ma, anyway.
We did one about Bumper Car 69, but I don't remember anything after the
first line.
--
Fenny
We apologise for the inconvenience
Jenny M Benson
<chris.m...@ntlworld.com> writes
>Homework for a six year old. My friend asked me knowing I'd probably
>have occupied myself somehow in boarding school - and she was right.
>Skipping we did a lot of, but I can't remember any of them. But umra
>can - and will.
To the accompaniment of a prescribed clapping routine between 2 people:
My Mother said
I never should
Play with the gypsies
In the wood.
If I did
She would say
Naughty little girl to disobey.
And, of course, the "dipping" chants:
Dip, dip, dip
My blue ship
Sailing on the water
Like a cup and saucer
Dip, dip, dip.
Eeny, meeny, miney, mo,
Catch a ......... by his toe.
If he squeals, let him go.
Eeny, meeny, miney, mo.
One potato, two potato, three potato, four
Five potato, six potato, seven potato, more.
All of which were often closed with
O-U-T spells out so out you must go.
--
Jenny
Windows 2000 Error Message:
Error reading FAT record: Try the SKINNY one? (Y/N)
Jenny M Benson
<tim...@nospamtoday.clara.co.uk> writes
>When Suzy was a teenager
>A teenager Suzy was
>She said "Oo ah, I've lost my bra
>I've left my knickers in my boyfriends car."
Val Doonican (giving my age away now!) once related an amusing tale
involving his then-very-young daughter and this rhyme. He inquired of
the daughter who had quoted it why she thought Suzy might have landed
herself in such a predicament and the daughter responded that Suzy was
probably changing for ballet.
Chris J Dixon
>"Nebuchenezzer, King of the Jews,
>Wiped his b*m on the Keighley News"
>
The paper was thin, his finger went in
And that was the end of the King of the Jews
Chris
--
Chris J Dixon Nottingham
'48/55/27 M B+ G+ A L(-) I S-- CH-(--) Ar++ T+ H0 ?Q Sh+
ch...@cdixon.me.uk
Have dancing shoes, will ceilidh.
Stephen
<chris.m...@ntlworld.com> cry in a loud voice:
My favourite is "Jenny Jones" but it is very long (it also forms part
of Tavener's Celtic Requiem). It involves one girl playing Jenny
Jones, a couple more as her parents, and the rest as suitors. Lots of
verses about why the suitors can't see Jenny, ultimately revealing
that she has died, then lots more verses about funeral arrangements,
and then in the end she jumps up very much alive. I can give more
detail if you are interested. Probably a bit much for a 6 year old.
Here is one with assistance to my failing memory from Iona Opie. I
assume that you know the basic song:
The Big Ship Sails on the Alley-Alley-Oh
About 8 or 9 girls hold hands in order of height with the tallest girl
resting her free hand against a wall.
First verse: the shortest girl leads the line through the "arch"
between the tallest girl and the wall until the whole line goes
through and turns the tallest girl around so that her arms are
crossed. The shortest girl continues around and through the arch
between the tallest girl and the next girl until shee too is turned
round with arms crossed, and so on until everybody is turned round.
Second verse: join in a ring and nod heads down ("we all dip our heads
in the deep blue sea")
Third verse: break up and wag fingers at each other ("The captain said
this will never never do").
And of course on an Archer's note there's "The Farmer's in his Dell."
--
Stephen
Into my heart an air that kills from yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills, what spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went and cannot come again.
Penny
>Homework for a six year old. My friend asked me knowing I'd probably
>have occupied myself somehow in boarding school - and she was right.
>Skipping we did a lot of, but I can't remember any of them. But umra
>can - and will.
I thought I'd quoogle but the first rhyme on the first hit
http://www.folksong.org.nz/playground_rhymes.html
Roll, roll, roll your dope
Scrunch it at the end,
Puff, puff
That's enough
Now pass it to your friend.
Doesn't seem very appropriate for a 6 year old and they get worse...
However http://www.seaham.i12.com/sos/skipping.html shows some familiar
(and unfamiliar) ones but does not include
Poor Mary sits a weeping/ A weeping/ A weeping/ Poor Mary sits a weeping/
On a bright summer's day
Oh tell me what you're weeping for/ You're weeping for/ You're weeping for/
Tell me what you're weeping for/ On a bright summer's day
I'm weeping for a playmate/ A playmate/ A playmate/ I'm weeping for a
playmate/ On a bright summer's day
Well stand you up and choose one/ And choose one/ And choose one/ Well
stand you up and choose one/ On a bright summer's day
http://schoolsite.edex.net.uk/926/playgroundrhymes.html has some others.
--
Penny
Imagine I lent you an albatross to make up your seabird deficit.
Lost in a Good Book, Jasper Fforde
umra Nicknames & Abbreviations http://www.bigwig.net/umra/nicks.html
Judith
Cat's got the measles, the measles, the measles
Cat's got the measles
The measles got the cats. [No idea where the apostrophes should be!]
This was sung to the tune of the Keel Row and involved standing round
the circle in the middle of the netball court and crossing/uncrossing
our legs as we jumped up and down. I'm not sure why, though.
Ibble Obble black bobble
Ibble Obble out
Mother turned the dishcloth inside *OUT*
This was a way of selecting the next person to be "out". It all made
perfect sense at the time..... but seems complete drivel now.
BTW, I never really played any of these girly games. I was being
England or Holland or Emlyn Hughes/Ray Clemence/Kevin Keegan (all at
the same time) and pretending that I understood the offside rule.
Girls games were *so* boring.
Judith
Helen Deborah Vecht
> Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer ^W^W^W^W uk.media.radio.archers,
> Chris McMillan said ...
> > I need this lot by Sunday. Oh, and this friend is a TA fan , though not
> > a user of newsgroups and knows a lot about you lot.
> >
> >
> "Nebuchenezzer, King of the Jews,
> Wiped his b*m on the Keighley News"
Nebuchadnezar, King of the Jews
Sold his wife for a pair of shoes
When the shoes began to wear,
Nebuchadnezar began to swear...
It went on, but I can't.
> according to Ma, anyway.
> We did one about Bumper Car 69, but I don't remember anything after the
> first line.
I'm a little bubble car,
Number sixty-eight
I whizz round the c-o-o-o-r-ner
And slammed on the brake.
--
Helen D. Vecht: helen...@zetnet.co.uk
Edgware.
Stephen GC Tilley
[After the first 2 the names in the following are wrong! If it was a sequence
you came in with your own name]
Taffy was a Welshman
Jimmy was a Greek
Andy was a Scotsman
Johnny came from Speke
Peter was a Frenchman
Freddy was a Greek
Marty was a Yankee
Patrick came from Leek
... many more verses to conclude with ...
They all lived
[pause]
In a House
[pause]
Down [pause]
Our [pause]
Street!
--
Stephen Tilley, TBMG, EPIC, MAME
Peter Kay's Universal Truths - No. 16 of 35
"The most embarrassing thing you can do as schoolchild is to call your teacher
mum or dad."
Mike McMillan
<stephe...@yahoo.com> writes
>And of course on an Archer's note there's "The Farmer's in his Dell."
>
--
Mike McMillan,
The email address is spam trapped but any genuine communications may be sent to
mike dot mcmillan at ntlworld dot com
"Let's all calm down shall we? Let's forget there is a llama in here at all."
(Lynda Snell, 010603)
Tel: (+44) 0118 9265450. website: <http://homepage.ntlworld.com/mike.mcmillan/>
Judith
<chris.m...@ntlworld.com> wrote:
>Homework for a six year old. My friend asked me knowing I'd probably
>have occupied myself somehow in boarding school - and she was right.
>Skipping we did a lot of, but I can't remember any of them. But umra
>can - and will.
I seem to recall that this involved passing through a tunnel made by
everyone standing in two rows, facing each other, with their arms
raised. The last part of the rhyme got a bit violent and dictated
whose head was to be chopped off.
(All spellings are approximate. It's a wonder that I can speak
English at all considering that I could only copy what other people
said for the first 4 years of my life!)
Oranges and Lemons say the bells of St Clemens
I owe you five farthings, say the bells of St Martins
When will you pay me? Say the bells of Old Bailey
When I grow rich, say the bells of Shoreditch
When will that be? say the bells of Stepney
I do not know, says the great bell of Bow.
Here comes the <??????> to send you to bed
and here comes the chopper to chop off your HEAD!
Jennifer
<chris.m...@ntlworld.com> wrote:
Oh there she goes
Oh there she goes
Peerie heels and pointy toes
Oh look at her feet
She thinks she's neat
Black stockings and smelly feet
Jen
Stephen
<no.spam.for....@aol.com> cry in a loud voice:
>Here comes the <??????> to send you to bed
>and here comes the chopper to chop off your HEAD!
We had "here comes the candle to light you to bed"
they're bringing back the chopper, of course, but without the funky
gear shifter.
Anne Burgess
> Ibble Obble out
> Mother turned the dishcloth inside *OUT*
ISTR
Ittle Ottle
Black Bottle
Ittle Ottle
OUT!
Also, our farmer was in his *den* - no laptops in those days.
Then there's
Ye canna shove yer granny aff a bus
Ye canna shove yer granny
'Cause she's yer *'s mammy
Ye canna shove yer granny aff a bus
Ye can shove yer ither granny aff a bus
Ye can shove yer ither granny
'Cause she's yer *'s mammy
Ye can shove yer ither granny aff a bus
* can either read 'daddy' first time, and 'mammy' second time, or vice versa.
Anne B
Martin Clark
>In message <404fa56e...@News.individual.net>, Stephen
><stephe...@yahoo.com> writes
>>And of course on an Archer's note there's "The Farmer's in his Dell."
>>
>Err ... 'On' his Dell (laptop) shirley?
I thought he was in his "den"?
--
Martin
Jenny M Benson
<ch...@cdixon.me.uk> writes
>>"Nebuchenezzer, King of the Jews,
>>Wiped his b*m on the Keighley News"
>>
>The paper was thin, his finger went in And that was the end of the King
>of the Jews
That'll teach him to use Bronco and Izal.
Stephen GC Tilley
>
>And when the Seventh Seal was opened I heard Judith
><no.spam.for....@aol.com> cry in a loud voice:
>
>>Here comes the <??????> to send you to bed
>>and here comes the chopper to chop off your HEAD!
>
>We had "here comes the candle to light you to bed"
In ours it was "the sandman to send you to bed".
badriya
<j...@cedarbank81.fsnet.co.uk> wrote:
>In message <ap7v40poqqf7raj6n...@4ax.com>, Tim Hall
><tim...@nospamtoday.clara.co.uk> writes
>>When Suzy was a teenager
>>A teenager Suzy was
>>She said "Oo ah, I've lost my bra
>>I've left my knickers in my boyfriends car."
>
>Val Doonican (giving my age away now!) once related an amusing tale
>involving his then-very-young daughter and this rhyme. He inquired of
>the daughter who had quoted it why she thought Suzy might have landed
>herself in such a predicament and the daughter responded that Suzy was
>probably changing for ballet.
#2 daughter, then 3, was with us on board Capt'ex's tanker and used to
visit other cabins. She asked #1 daughter, ages 5, why the woman in
the picture pinned up on the wall has no clothes on, and #1 child said
"She must be changing to have a shower".
Vicky
--
Support the ape rescue centre
http://www.monkeyworld.co.uk/main.php
Julian Day
I like coffee
I like tea
I like [Name]
In with me
(The named person then joins the singer, and they skip together)
(2)
Mrs D
Mrs I
Mrs FFI
Mrs C
Mrs U
Mrs LTY
(3) A more recent one that I learnt from my niece:
Girls are sexy
Made out of Pepsi
Boys are rotten
Made out of cotton
Boys go to Jupiter
And they get stupider
Girls go to college
And they get knowledge
Julian
Kate Lambert
>this will never never do").
>
this verse was what was required by "no, no, sing about the cat, mummy".
--
Kate Lambert
Linda Fox
wrote:
>#2 daughter, then 3, was with us on board Capt'ex's tanker and used to
>visit other cabins. She asked #1 daughter, ages 5, why the woman in
>the picture pinned up on the wall has no clothes on, and #1 child said
>"She must be changing to have a shower".
When Chloe was 5 we were driving homw to Taunton near to the
almost-ready-to-be-opened motorway slip road. There was a large sign
newly erected and ready to be made official during the next few days,
so as it wasn't in force yet, it was covered in tarpaulin.
Lydia asked why it was covered up, and before we could explain, Chloe
piped up "I know, it's because it's rude, isn't it?"
I still LOL at the notion that the Highways Dept (or whoever) should
spend what must be a considerable sum on manufacturing and erecting a
large sign which then had to be covered up be cause it had been deemed
too rude to display.
Are we now back on the silly place-names thread?
lff
Linda Fox
wrote:
>Oh there she goes
>Oh there she goes
>Peerie heels and pointy toes
>Oh look at her feet
>She thinks she's neat
>Black stockings and smelly feet
Danced in two rows facing each other with appropriate wiggles etc:
I am Shirley Temple
And I've got curly hair
Two big dimples
I wear my skirts up there
I'm not able
To do the Betty Grable
But I am Shirley Temple
And I've got curly hair
I've got the legs like Betty Grable
I've got the figure like Marilyn Monroe
I've got the hair like Ginger Rogers
And the face I do not know,
Oh!
Sabrina, Sabrina
Have you seen Sabrina,
Hands up there, skirts up there <big kf flick>
You should see Sabrina
Interesting, as only Marilyn Monroe and Sabrina were current in the
days (1959) when we used to chant that one. I wonder who they sing
about now?
A good clapping one:
Did you ever, ever, ever in your long-legged life
See a long-legged sailor with a long-legged wife?
No I never never ever in my long-legged life
Saw a long-legged sailor with a long-legged wife.
It goes knees, clap, alternate right/left claps with your partner with
own claps in between, but whenever you get the word "long" you stretch
your arms out to the sides.
2nd verse: a bow-legged sailor (sort of chicken position - elbows out
and fingers under your armpit)
3rd verse: a knock-kneed sailor (bring elbows together in front of
you)
The of course you finish at double speed with "Did you ever ever ever
in your long-legged life see a bow-legged sailor with a knock-kneed
wife?"
Chloe sang this one at school (starts off with the tune of A Sailor
Went to Sea)
I went to a Chinese Resataurant
To buy a loaf of bread bread bread
He wrapped it up in a five pound note and this is what he said said
said
My name is
ell-eye-ell-eye
chickle-eye-chickle-eye
om-pom-pooly
wooly-wooly-whiskers
Chinese chopsticks POW
Queenie was done by the person who was "on it" (in Somerset) throwing
the ball backwards over her (boys rarely played it) shoulder, someone
catching it and hiding it behind their back, and the person "on it"
had to guess who had it. This was confused by the fact that the other
children were passing the real or an imaginary ball to one another
behind their backs.
I don think it had a tune.
Queenie queenie who's got the ball?
Is she big or is she small?
Is she fat or is she thin?
Can she play the violin?
Then there's always
Chinese Japanese My knees What are these?
but I don't think it has a tune ;o)
The kids in my school look blank if I ask them what they sing in the
playground. I just don't think they do any more.
lff
Julian Day
"Linda Fox" <lind...@ntlworld.com> wrote in message
news:5bg050ddq6jhc52mq...@4ax.com...
> The kids in my school look blank if I ask them what they sing in the
> playground. I just don't think they do any more.
I know my niece and her friends still sing playground chants, so it's not
died out altogether. (Or used to; now she's 9 she may have "put away such
childish things"). Most of the ones she knows are different from the ones we
had when I was at school, but this one seems to have survived from my youth:
Who stole the cookie from the cookery shop?
Number 1 stole the cookie from the cookery shop
Who me?
Yes you!
Couldn't have been
Then who stole the cookie from the cookery shop?
Number 2 etc
with the kids in turn being number 1, 2, 3, around the circle. (This is a
clapping, rather than a skipping one.)
I remember when I first heard this I was a rather sheltered child (no TV)
and had never heard of "cookies" (I'd only ever heard them called biscuits).
So I thought the chant went
Who stole the *cooker* from the cookery shop?
An altogether more adventurous piece of larceny!
Julian
Jenny M Benson
<lind...@ntlworld.com> writes
>Are we now back on the silly place-names thread?
Did I dream it or did the World Service announce in the wee small hours
that they were going to broadcast a programme which compared the people
of Loss in Scotland with those of another village with a funny name?
There was also something about the village sign being ... er ... lost.
Jenny M Benson
<lind...@ntlworld.com> writes
>Queenie queenie who's got the ball?
>Is she big or is she small?
>Is she fat or is she thin?
>Can she play the violin?
I don't think we had so many words at my school, just "Queenie-o,
Queenie-o, who's got the bally-o?"
I wish I could find someone who could remind me what Pussy Four Corners
was all about. All I can remember is that it involved running along the
tennis court lines.
Helen Deborah Vecht
Lead a happy life,
Except for <girl's name>
Who wants to be a wife
Along comes <boy's name>
Because she loves him so
???????????
Will she marry him?
YES - NO - YES - NO - YES - NO - YES - NO - YES - NO -
(Answer determined by when she trips on the rope)
Iain Archer
>In message <k0g050l7mnnmnqlq3...@4ax.com>, Linda Fox
><lind...@ntlworld.com> writes
>>Are we now back on the silly place-names thread?
>
>Did I dream it or did the World Service announce in the wee small hours
>that they were going to broadcast a programme which compared the people
>of Loss in Scotland with those of another village with a funny name?
>
>There was also something about the village sign being ... er ... lost.
I heard it as Lost, which would be even apter, but my terminal
consonants aren't wholly reliable.
--
Iain Archer
Colin Blackburn
wrote:
It was Lost. See umra passim. Lost has been renamed to Lost Farm so that
the sign is less likely to be stolen.
Colin
--
Serena Blanchflower
<j...@cedarbank81.fsnet.co.uk> wrote:
> Did I dream it or did the World Service announce in the wee small hours
> that they were going to broadcast a programme which compared the people
> of Loss in Scotland with those of another village with a funny name?
>
> There was also something about the village sign being ... er ... lost.
You can read about the Lost (or even lost) sign at
<http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/3492672.stm>.
--
Cheers, Serena
Mobility is the enemy of beauty... (Fascinating Aida)
Kirsten Procter
Tim Hall <tim...@nospamtoday.clara.co.uk> wrote:
>On Wed, 10 Mar 2004 22:52:00 +0000, Martin Clark <mar...@spl.at>
>wrote:
>>I have heard six year olds, while skipping, innocently chanting:
>>"Oo, ah! I lost my bra. I left my knickers in my boyfriend's car..... "
>>Don't remember the rest of the chant, though. I'm sure someone does.
>
>When Suzy was a baby
>A baby Suzy was
>She said "goo gah
>goo goo gah"
>
>When Suzy was a school girl
>A school girl Suzy was
>She said "Miss Miss
>I can't do this"
>
>When Suzy was a teenager
>A teenager Suzy was
>She said "Oo ah, I've lost my bra
>I've left my knickers in my boyfriends car."
>
>
>Scansion seems a bit wonky, thobut.
I remember that there was another line to both the first and second
verses, but not what they were. I think there was a 'When Suzy was a
mother' verse too, which utterly escapes me. Not helping, am I?
Then there was the clapping rhyme, which I think of in the same
mental breath as Suzy, which went something like:
'I went to the Chinese restaurant
To Buy a loaf of bread bread bread
He wrapped it up in a five pound not
And this is what he said said said
My name is Elvis Presley,
Girls are sexy
Sitting in the back seat of a taxi,
Boys go (wolf-whistle attempt), girls go woo (lift skirt)'
I think they still do 'A sailor went to sea sea sea / to see what he
could see see see / And all the he could see see see / Was the bottom of
the deep blue sea sea sea', because Benedict tried to teach it to me.
--
Kirsten Procter ghoti
UNCEMPT(BAG) UBBBA
Martin Clark
Who she is I do not know
All she wants is gold and silver
All she wants is a nice young man
Madam will you walk?
Madam will you talk?
Madam will you marry me?
No!
Not if I buy you a..."
Anybody remember the rest?
--
Martin
Kirsten Procter
Jenny M Benson <ne...@cedarbank81.fsnet.co.uk> wrote:
>And, of course, the "dipping" chants:
>Eeny, meeny, miney, mo,
>Catch a ......... by his toe.
>If he squeals, let him go.
>Eeny, meeny, miney, mo.
We had this one, and the closing lines, and also
'Ibble Obble Black Bobble, Ibble Obble Out' and 'Ip Dip Dog Shit, Ibble
Obble Out'
Some of these rhymes I wouldn't exactly want to teach to other people's
children, though...
Kirsten Procter
Julian Day <julia...@mrc-hnr.cam.ac.uk> wrote:
>
>"Linda Fox" <lind...@ntlworld.com> wrote in message
>news:5bg050ddq6jhc52mq...@4ax.com...
>> The kids in my school look blank if I ask them what they sing in the
>> playground. I just don't think they do any more.
>
>I know my niece and her friends still sing playground chants, so it's not
>died out altogether.
Benedict got very upset when one of the teachers was involved in a game
of 'Oranges and Lemons' at playtime. He was very scared of that teacher
for ages afterwards. He has mentioned 'A sailor went to sea, sea, sea' and
I think they still play 'pat-a-cake'.
Nobby Bates
<chris.m...@ntlworld.com> wrote:
Here's a few from my mis-spent childhood:
Incy wincy spider
Climbing up a spout
Down came a drop of rain
And washed the bugger out
Once upon a time
When the birds sh*t lime
A farmer had no mortar
Over came a bird and dropped a little t*rd
And the farmer got some mortar
Ahhhhh nearly another one
Dan Dan the dustbin man
Washed his face in a frying pan
??? ??? ??? ???
Scratched his belly with his big toe nail
Nobby
Linda Fox
<j...@cedarbank81.fsnet.co.uk> wrote:
>Eeny, meeny, miney, mo,
>Catch a ......... by his toe.
>If he squeals, let him go.
>Eeny, meeny, miney, mo.
From Chloe:
Eeny meeny ackaracka
Air-eye dominacka
Chickenacka lollipoppa
Out goes you.
lff
Serena Blanchflower
<chris.m...@ntlworld.com> wrote:
> I need this lot by Sunday. Oh, and this friend is a TA fan , though not
> a user of newsgroups and knows a lot about you lot.
In Cat's Eye, Margaret Atwood reports this skipping chant:
Not last night but the night before
Twenty-four robbers came to my back door
And this is what they said...to...me!
Lady turn around, turn around, turn around,
Lady touch the ground, touch the ground, touch the ground;
Lady show your shoe, show your shoe, show your shoe,
Lady, lady, twenty-four skidoo!
--
Cheers, Serena
My mind not only wanders, it sometimes leaves completely (anon)
Siderius Nuncius
Nobby Bates wrote in message
>Incy wincy spider
>Climbing up a spout
>Down came a drop of rain
>And washed the bugger out
I obviously had a sheltered childhood:
....and washed the *spider* out.
Out came the sun and drove away the rain
Incy wincy spider
Climbed the spout again.
--
Sid
Shepherds Bush, West London
Remove spam before replying
Stephen
<lind...@ntlworld.com> cry in a loud voice:
>Queenie queenie who's got the ball?
>Is she big or is she small?
>Is she fat or is she thin?
>Can she play the violin?
No - but she did get Grade I trumpet.
Nick Atty
<tinne...@ntlworld.com> wrote:
>In message <404fa56e...@News.individual.net>, Stephen
><stephe...@yahoo.com> writes
>>And of course on an Archer's note there's "The Farmer's in his Dell."
>>
>Err ... 'On' his Dell (laptop) shirley?
P.D.Q Bach did "The Farmer on the Dole" (with dole refering to the US
equivalent of the CAP, rather than Income Suport).
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Nick Atty
wrote:
>The Big Ship Sails on the Alley-Alley-Oh
That's Nick's (and <whisper furtively> Kate Aldridge's) birthday song,
that is.
Mike McMillan
<no.spam.for....@aol.com> writes>>Homework for a six year old. My friend asked me knowing I'd probably
>>have occupied myself somehow in boarding school - and she was right.
>>Skipping we did a lot of, but I can't remember any of them. But umra
>>can - and will.
>
>I seem to recall that this involved passing through a tunnel made by
>everyone standing in two rows, facing each other, with their arms
>raised. The last part of the rhyme got a bit violent and dictated
>whose head was to be chopped off.
>
>(All spellings are approximate. It's a wonder that I can speak
>English at all considering that I could only copy what other people
>said for the first 4 years of my life!)
>
>Oranges and Lemons say the bells of St Clemens
>I owe you five farthings, say the bells of St Martins
>
>When will you pay me? Say the bells of Old Bailey
>When I grow rich, say the bells of Shoreditch
>
>When will that be? say the bells of Stepney
>I do not know, says the great bell of Bow.
>
>Here comes the <??????> to send you to bed
candle to light you to bed
>and here comes the chopper to chop off your HEAD!
Toodle Pip,
Mike
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Penny
dust...
> 'I went to the Chinese restaurant
> To Buy a loaf of bread bread bread
> He wrapped it up in a five pound not
> And this is what he said said said
>
> My name is Elvis Presley,
> Girls are sexy
> Sitting in the back seat of a taxi,
I know that last line as
Sitting in the back seat, drinking Pepsi,
--
Penny
Imagine I lent you an albatross to make up your seabird deficit.
Lost in a Good Book, Jasper Fforde
umra Nicknames & Abbreviations http://www.bigwig.net/umra/nicks.html
Andrew John Wineberg
<siderius.nu...@tesco.net> wrote:
>Incy wincy spider
I have a coworker who maintains that the correct form of the rhyme has,
as its hero, "ipsy wipsy spider". Still, I suppose he can't help it.
--
ajw, Stanmore
Robin Somes
<Ste...@Tilley.net> writes
>Taffy was a Welshman
>Jimmy was a Greek
>Andy was a Scotsman
>Johnny came from Speke
"Georgie Best, Superstar
Wears frilly knickers and a padded bra"
were the favourite round these parts for a while. Didn't do much
skipping to it, though.
Then there was
"My bonny lies over the ocean
My bonny lies over the sea
My daddy lay over my mummy
And that's how they came to have me"
And (I blench even to recall it):
(Accompanied by suitable slittying of the eyes in upwards and downwards
directions, and then, er, certain hand gestures)
"Chinese
Japanese
Pekinese
What are these?
Milk trees!"
I was a delightful child.
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Fenny
Robin Somes said ...
> "Georgie Best, Superstar
> Wears frilly knickers and a padded bra"
>
"Carries a handbag and smokes cigars"
I can remember singing both versions at infant school and having no
recollecable memory of knowing who George Best was at the time. I
assume that if I ever had any Soccer Stars or bubble gum cards with him
on they would have been swiftly removed from my keeping by Bro or his
best mate. I always had to give away ^W^W swap my best cards, ie
anything they wanted, but mostly Leeds or Stoke City, at the rate of 2
or 3 for a Chelsea player. And even when I already had the Chelsea
guys, I would have to swap anything they wanted for extra copies.
When you're 6, a big bruvver nearly 3 years older and his bigger best
mate are not the people you argue with unless there's *really* no
choice. I got my own back in other ways. Sometimes.
--
Fenny
We apologise for the inconvenience
Robin Somes
<ro...@badminston.demon.co.uk> writes
>I was a delightful child.
Mmmm, and continuing on the theme, there was always
"3 german soldiers crossed the line, parlez-voo
3 german soldiers crossed the line, parlez-voo
3 german soldiers crossed the line,
They f****d the women and drank the wine
inky-pinky parlez-voo"
Can't remember if it had actions, other than perhaps the obvious. But it
seemed to go on for *hours*.
Penny
>Dan Dan the dustbin man
>Washed his face in a frying pan
>??? ??? ??? ???
>Scratched his belly with his big toe nail
>
Dan, Dan, dirty old man
Washed his face in a frying pan.
Combed his hair with the leg of a chair,
Dan, Dan, dirty old man
and the version I know of Chloe's
Eeny meeny macker acker
Rare rye dominacker
Chicker packer, lollipopper
Out goes you.
Robin Fairbairns
and from my ex:
eeny meeny miney mo
put the baby on the po
when he's done
wipe his bum
eeny meeny miney mo
what i particularly like about this is the wonderfully assonant
rhyming of done and bum, and
oh, i didn't see you there, kimbo.
--
Robin (http://www.tex.ac.uk/faq) Fairbairns, Cambridge
Tim Hall
<nos...@blanchflower.me.uk> wrote:
>Lady, lady, twenty-four skidoo!
There was a popular beat combo in the early eighties called 23 skidoo.
Tim
Judith
<tinne...@ntlworld.com> wrote:
>>Here comes the <??????> to send you to bed
>
>candle to light you to bed
Of course! And it was much darker in those days. Kids of today....
Martin Clark
--
Martin
Jennifer
<nos...@blanchflower.me.uk> wrote:
>On Wed, 10 Mar 2004 22:14:02 +0000, Chris McMillan
><chris.m...@ntlworld.com> wrote:
>
>> I need this lot by Sunday. Oh, and this friend is a TA fan , though not
>> a user of newsgroups and knows a lot about you lot.
>
>In Cat's Eye, Margaret Atwood reports this skipping chant:
>
>Not last night but the night before
>Twenty-four robbers came to my back door
>And this is what they said...to...me!
>Lady turn around, turn around, turn around,
>Lady touch the ground, touch the ground, touch the ground;
>Lady show your shoe, show your shoe, show your shoe,
>Lady, lady, twenty-four skidoo!
That reminds me of a nonsense rhyme we chanted when we were kids:
One fine morning in the middle of the night
Two dead men got up to fight
Back to back they faced each other
Drew out their swords and shot one another.
:)
Jen
Jennifer
<allspamwil...@rickmansworth.mersinet.co.uk> wrote:
>Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer ^W^W^W^W uk.media.radio.archers,
>Robin Somes said ...
>> "Georgie Best, Superstar
>> Wears frilly knickers and a padded bra"
>>
>And the variation at our school
>"Carries a handbag and smokes cigars"
And at our school it was
"Walks like a woman and he wears a bra"
Jen
Jenny M Benson
<ro...@badminston.demon.co.uk> writes
>"Chinese
>Japanese
>Pekinese
>What are these?
>Milk trees!"
Oh yes, I remember that now, but it was
Chinese - Japanese - Pekinese - my knees
with us.
"Milk trees" reminds me of the *very* rude chant (with appropriate
pointing) which began "Milk, milk ..."
--
Jenny
Windows 2000 Error Message:
Error reading FAT record: Try the SKINNY one? (Y/N)
Neil Hopkins
wrote:
>Tim Hall wrote...
Coo - I remember them. They were a Sheffield band iirc, or least
contempories of Cabaret Voltaire and the like. I think I've still got
a vinyl copy of 'Coup' up in the attic somewhere.
--
"I dunno what the hell's in there, but it's weird and pissed off whatever it is."
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Neil Hopkins
>and from my ex:
>
> eeny meeny miney mo
> put the baby on the po
> when he's done
> wipe his bum
> eeny meeny miney mo
>
>what i particularly like about this is the wonderfully assonant
>rhyming of done and bum, and
I think that you can add "with a piece of chewing gum" in there
Chris McMillan
writes
>Chris McMillan wrote...
>>Homework for a six year old. My friend asked me knowing I'd probably
>>have occupied myself somehow in boarding school - and she was right.
>>Skipping we did a lot of, but I can't remember any of them. But umra
>>can - and will.
>>
>>not a user of newsgroups and knows a lot about you lot.
>>
>"Oo, ah! I lost my bra. I left my knickers in my boyfriend's car..... "
>Don't remember the rest of the chant, though. I'm sure someone does.
Snigger. She's also an ex-teacher (secondary school) and her husbad
taught the teachers. I'm sure they're going to believe this one.
Sincerely Chris
--
Chris McMillan
Chris McMillan
<lind...@ntlworld.com> writes
>On Thu, 11 Mar 2004 08:09:56 +0000, Jennifer <some...@somewhere.com>
>wrote:
>
>
>The kids in my school look blank if I ask them what they sing in the
>playground. I just don't think they do any more.
Emily goes to a village school in the Cotswolds (look out Pedant!) but I
don't know how many children are in the school. I'm sure I'll hear
more. Her gran was a secondary teacher and her grand-dad taught the
teachers to teach so to speak.
I've put them all into a document separated up, I can mark the ones I
remember myself, and she can sort accordingly.
Umra's brilliant!!
Ta!
Chris
--
Chris McMillan
Chris McMillan
<allspamwil...@rickmansworth.mersinet.co.uk> writes
>Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer ^W^W^W^W uk.media.radio.archers,
>> I need this lot by Sunday. Oh, and this friend is a TA fan , though not
>> a user of newsgroups and knows a lot about you lot.
>>
>>
Ah: something about being a big fat geezer, and maybe a lemon squeezer.
Chris McMillan
<j...@cedarbank81.fsnet.co.uk> writes
>In message <RyMhoYAq...@chris.mcmillan>, Chris McMillan
><chris.m...@ntlworld.com> writes
>>Homework for a six year old. My friend asked me knowing I'd probably
>>have occupied myself somehow in boarding school - and she was right.
>>Skipping we did a lot of, but I can't remember any of them. But umra
>>can - and will.
>
>
*Thanks, Jenny. I know you didn't go to school anywhere near me, but
those are the ones we used.
>One potato, two potato, three potato, four
>
Knocking knuckles together.
Chris McMillan
<NoS...@SodOff.com> writes
>Washed his face in a frying pan
>??? ??? ??? ???
>Scratched his belly with his big toe nail
>
rest.
Chris McMillan
>skipping to it, though.
>
>
Kim Andrews
>
>what i particularly like about this is the wonderfully assonant
>rhyming of done and bum, and
>
>oh, i didn't see you there, kimbo.
:o)))
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"Kirsten Procter" <kpro...@chiark.greenend.org.uk> wrote in message
> Tim Hall <tim...@nospamtoday.clara.co.uk> wrote:
> >When Suzy was a school girl
> >A school girl Suzy was
> >She said "Miss Miss
> >I can't do this"
> >Scansion seems a bit wonky, thobut.
>
> I remember that there was another line to both the first and second
> verses, but not what they were. I think there was a 'When Suzy was a
> mother' verse too, which utterly escapes me. Not helping, am I?
> When Suzy was a school girl
> A school girl Suzy was
> She said "Miss Miss
> I can't do this"
I've got my knickers in an awful twist.
HTH
Nobby Bates
wrote:
Another has surfaced from the depths of my addled brain that was
immortalised on an Oldham Tinker's LP, I think.
Cups and saycers, plates and dishes
Little black lads in calico britches
Where's tha bin lad, sellin papers
Who a for, me uncle Willy
What's he gin yer, skinny owd ha'pney
Tight owd bugger he owt to dee
Also think I've remembered my missing line from Dan Dan
Dan Dan the dustbin man
Washed his face in the frying pan
Combed his hair with a donkeys tail
And scratched his belly with his big toe nail
Trying to remember one that involved dead dog's eyeballs washed down
with a cup of cold sick...... any takers?
Nobby
John
news:mD08kKZW...@chris.mcmillan...
> >"Nebuchenezzer, King of the Jews,
>
> Ah: something about being a big fat geezer, and maybe a lemon squeezer.
Wasn't that Julius Caesar?
Julian Day
"Nobby Bates" <NoS...@SodOff.com> wrote in message
news:t32350pqr2osmc79d...@4ax.com...
Hot snot and bogy pie
All mixed together in a dead dog's eye
Stir it round
Nice and thick
Wash it all down with a cup of cold sick
This is the version I knew at school. John Lennon quotes from a slightly
different one in "I Am the Walrus":
Yellow matter custard
Trickling from a dead dog's eye
Julian
Jenny M Benson
<NoS...@SodOff.com> writes
>Trying to remember one that involved dead dog's eyeballs washed down
>with a cup of cold sick...... any takers?
Was it part of the end-of-term song about No More School?
...
No more Latin, no more French
No more sitting on the old school bench.
No more spiders in my tea
Making googly eyes at me.
Julian Day
"Robin Somes" <ro...@badminston.demon.co.uk> wrote in message
news:fg0Y+9Fu...@badminston.demon.co.uk...
>
> "Georgie Best, Superstar
> Wears frilly knickers and a padded bra"
>
We used to sing:
Georgie Best, superstar
Wears frilly knickers and his sister's bra
The bras too big
So he wears a wig
And that's why they call him a sexy pig!
Julian
Tony Gardner
<j...@cedarbank81.fsnet.co.uk> say
>In message <5bg050ddq6jhc52mq...@4ax.com>, Linda Fox
><lind...@ntlworld.com> writes
>>Queenie queenie who's got the ball?
>>Is she big or is she small?
>>Is she fat or is she thin?
>>Can she play the violin?
>
>I don't think we had so many words at my school, just "Queenie-o,
>Queenie-o, who's got the bally-o?"
>
With us (Bootle, c 1955) it was:
"Queenie-eye, queenie-eye,
who's got the ball?
I haven't got it
It isn't in my pocket
queenie-eye queenie-eye
who's got the ball?"
Tony Gardner
N.B. Return E-mail address is spamtrapped.
Replace "spambin" with "tony" and "nospam" with "gardner", or use my
"Reply-to" address.
Penny
>That reminds me of a nonsense rhyme we chanted when we were kids:
>
>One fine morning in the middle of the night
>Two dead men got up to fight
>Back to back they faced each other
>Drew out their swords and shot one another.
Which goes together in my head with:
I went to the theatre tomorrow
I got a front seat at the back
I fell from the pit to the gallery
And broke a front bone in my back.
John
"Fenny" <allspamwil...@rickmansworth.mersinet.co.uk> wrote in
message news:MPG.1ab9afbaf...@news.individual.net...
> "Nebuchenezzer, King of the Jews,
> Wiped his b*m on the Keighley News"
>
> according to Ma, anyway.
Was Nebuchenezzer King of the Jews?
Or only in some parallel universe where David and Solomon were responsible
for the Babylonian Captivity?
Does it matter?
Helen Deborah Vecht
> "Milk trees" reminds me of the *very* rude chant (with appropriate
> pointing) which began "Milk, milk ..."
Lemonade,
Round the corner,
Chocolate's made...
--
Helen D. Vecht: helen...@zetnet.co.uk
Edgware.
Nick Roworth
>On Thu, 11 Mar 2004 18:52:30 +0000, Nobby Bates <NoS...@SodOff.com>
>wrote:
>
>Trying to remember one that involved dead dog's eyeballs washed down
>with a cup of cold sick...... any takers?
>
>
>
>
Would it go something like:
Yellow matter custard,
Green snot pie.
All mixed up with a dead dog's eye.
Slap it on a butty, nice and thick,
Wash it down with a cold cup of sick.
My wife gets annoyed when I teach these to my children, I can't see why.
--
NiC
Niles
|
|Was Nebuchenezzer King of the Jews?
One of the Old Testament kings, init? Along with Balshazzar, Jereboam, and
all the other champagne bottle sizes.
n
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| www.niles.org.uk
Colin Blackburn
> "John" <j.m.ric...@NO-SPAMcwcom.net> wrote:
>
> |
> |Was Nebuchenezzer King of the Jews?
>
> One of the Old Testament kings, init? Along with Balshazzar, Jereboam,
> and
> all the other champagne bottle sizes.
Were Magnum and Bottle old testament kings too?
Colin
--
Julian Day
"Niles" <alex....@zetnet.co.uk> wrote in message
news:4qi35053hme1nq2of...@4ax.com...
> "John" <j.m.ric...@NO-SPAMcwcom.net> wrote:
>
> |
> |Was Nebuchenezzer King of the Jews?
>
> One of the Old Testament kings, init? Along with Balshazzar, Jereboam,
and
> all the other champagne bottle sizes.
>
He was the one who had Shadrak, Meshak, and Abednego thrown into the
burning, firey furnace, ISTR. I used to love that story when I was a kid.
"And when you hear the sound of the sackbut, the psaltary, and all kinds of
music you shall bow down and worship the golden image that Nebuchenezzer the
king has set up....."
Julian
Colin Blackburn
<julia...@mrc-hnr.cam.ac.uk> wrote:
>
> "Niles" <alex....@zetnet.co.uk> wrote in message
> news:4qi35053hme1nq2of...@4ax.com...
>> "John" <j.m.ric...@NO-SPAMcwcom.net> wrote:
>>
>> |
>> |Was Nebuchenezzer King of the Jews?
>>
>> One of the Old Testament kings, init? Along with Balshazzar, Jereboam,
> and
>> all the other champagne bottle sizes.
>>
>
> He was the one who had Shadrak, Meshak, and Abednego thrown into the
> burning, firey furnace, ISTR.
Hang on a minute. Isn't Shadrak Zak Dingle's brother?
Colin
--
Kate Lambert
<julia...@mrc-hnr.cam.ac.uk> writes
>
>Georgie Best, superstar
>Wears frilly knickers and his sister's bra
>The bras too big
>So he wears a wig
>And that's why they call him a sexy pig!
>
May we cross the water
To see your ugly daughter
Just like you
And then Mr Crocodile said "only if you're wearing the colour... pink"
and anyone who was got to cross to the other side amid much examining of
the colour of everyone's knickers (school uniform meant this was the
only variety in colour), which was probably the point of the game.
--
Kate Lambert
Marjorie Clarke
"Chris McMillan" <chris.m...@ntlworld.com> wrote in message
news:RyMhoYAq...@chris.mcmillan...
> Homework for a six year old. My friend asked me knowing I'd probably
> have occupied myself somehow in boarding school - and she was right.
> Skipping we did a lot of, but I can't remember any of them. But umra
> can - and will.
I've enjoyed reading this thread, but I'm a bit puzzled - how come a
six-year-old needs to ask adults for these? Isn't s/he the one who has
access to playgrounds and could be teaching us what goes on there now?
I wonder if the heacher is hoping to collect them all together and produce
an Opie collection for 2004 - in which case umra will have caused total
confusion by contributing items going back to the 1950s!
Anyway, FWIW, here's a skipping rhyme from Ireland in the 50s - it was used
for long-rope skipping, and the skipper had to do various actions as
described in the verses:
Jelly on the plate
Jelly on the plate
Wibbly wobbly wibbly wobbly
Jelly on the plate
Sausages in the pan (x 2)
Turn them over... etc
Papers on the floor (x 2)
Pick them up... etc
Burglars in the house (x 2)
Kick them out... etc
--
Marjorie
Reply to marje at springequinox dot co dot uk
Bob E
> In message <fg0Y+9Fu...@badminston.demon.co.uk>, Robin Somes
> <ro...@badminston.demon.co.uk> writes
> >Japanese
> >Pekinese
> >What are these?
> >Milk trees!"
>
> Oh yes, I remember that now, but it was
>
> Chinese - Japanese - Pekinese - my knees
>
> with us.
>
> "Milk trees" reminds me of the *very* rude chant (with appropriate
> pointing) which began "Milk, milk ..."
Lemonade...
J D Finlay
My little ship
Sailing on the water
Like a cup and saucer
O-U-T spells out you go!
John Finlay
Nick Odell
<j.m.ric...@NO-SPAMcwcom.net> wrote:
>Was Nebuchenezzer King of the Jews?
>
>Or only in some parallel universe where David and Solomon were responsible
>for the Babylonian Captivity?
>
>Does it matter?
>
He was King of the Jews in the same sense that George Bush is Emperor
of Iraq
HTH
Nick O
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Nick Atty
<ro...@badminston.demon.co.uk> wrote:
>In article <c2oa6...@drn.newsguy.com>, Stephen GC Tilley
><Ste...@Tilley.net> writes
>>Taffy was a Welshman
>>Jimmy was a Greek
>>Andy was a Scotsman
>>Johnny came from Speke
>
>"Georgie Best, Superstar
>Wears frilly knickers and a padded bra"
"Looks like a woman and he wears a bra" was our version.
--
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(Waterways World site of the month, April 2001)
Nick Atty
<tim...@nospamtoday.clara.co.uk> wrote:
>On Thu, 11 Mar 2004 19:51:03 +0000, Serena Blanchflower
><nos...@blanchflower.me.uk> wrote:
>
>
>>Lady, lady, twenty-four skidoo!
>
>There was a popular beat combo in the early eighties called 23 skidoo.
Yeah, but 23-skidoo is much more significant than that. Do some
googling when you've got a few years. My fellow (sometimes) quizzers
may note that 23 is one of "my" numbers in the summer format.
Andrew John Wineberg
<nos...@nandj.freeserve.co.uk> wrote:
>"Looks like a woman and he wears a bra" was our version.
"Walks like a woman and he wears a bra" in early ajw-youth, with Roland
Rat being the superstar in question.
--
ajw, Stanmore
Robin Somes
<sp...@labyrinth.freeuk.com> writes
>On Fri, 12 Mar 2004 08:21:36 +0000, Jennifer scrawled in the dust...
>
>>That reminds me of a nonsense rhyme we chanted when we were kids:
>>
>>One fine morning in the middle of the night
>>Two dead men got up to fight
>>Back to back they faced each other
>>Drew out their swords and shot one another.
>
>Which goes together in my head with:
>
>I went to the theatre tomorrow
>I got a front seat at the back
>I fell from the pit to the gallery
>And broke a front bone in my back.
Which is all very reminiscent of the old folk song 'Nottamun Town',
innit. Or it would be if I could find the words. Hmmm. Later, later...
--
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robin Trust me, I'm a webmaster...
Penny
>No more Latin, no more French
>No more sitting on the old school bench.
>No more spiders in my tea
>Making googly eyes at me.
>...
Build a bonfire, build a bonfire,
Put the teachers on the top,
Put the prefects in the middle
And then burn the blooming lot.
Stephen
<sp...@labyrinth.freeuk.com> cry in a loud voice:
>On Fri, 12 Mar 2004 12:10:19 +0000, Jenny M Benson scrawled in the dust...
>
>>No more Latin, no more French
>>No more sitting on the old school bench.
>>No more spiders in my tea
>>Making googly eyes at me.
>>...
>
>Build a bonfire, build a bonfire,
>Put the teachers on the top,
>Put the prefects in the middle
>And then burn the blooming lot.
Come to our school, Come to our school,
It is such a misery,
There's a sign up on the gateway,
Saying welcome to thee,
Don't believe it, don't believe it,
It is just a pack of lies,
If it wasn't for the teachers,
It would be a paradise.
Build a bonfire, build a bonfire,
Put the teachers on the top,
Put the prefects in the middle,
And we'll burn the bloody lot.
--
Stephen
Into my heart an air that kills from yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills, what spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went and cannot come again.
Kirsten Procter
Jenny M Benson <ne...@cedarbank81.fsnet.co.uk> wrote:
>Was it part of the end-of-term song about No More School?
>
>...
>No more Latin, no more French
>No more sitting on the old school bench.
>No more spiders in my tea
>Making googly eyes at me.
>...
Spiders? You had it lucky. It was teachers in our version, although they
weren't in 'my tea'. I can't remember where they *were* though
--
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Kirsten Procter
Marjorie Clarke <m...@springequinox.co.uk> wrote:
>
>"Chris McMillan" <chris.m...@ntlworld.com> wrote in message
>news:RyMhoYAq...@chris.mcmillan...
>> Homework for a six year old. My friend asked me knowing I'd probably
>> have occupied myself somehow in boarding school - and she was right.
>> Skipping we did a lot of, but I can't remember any of them. But umra
>> can - and will.
>
>I've enjoyed reading this thread, but I'm a bit puzzled - how come a
>six-year-old needs to ask adults for these? Isn't s/he the one who has
>access to playgrounds and could be teaching us what goes on there now?
I think the idea is not to find out what the *current* rhymes are, so
much as to see what rhymes there have been over several decades, and how
they've changed.
Judging by umras reaction, not that much.
Linda Fox
<tim...@nospamtoday.clara.co.uk> wrote:
>On Thu, 11 Mar 2004 19:51:03 +0000, Serena Blanchflower
><nos...@blanchflower.me.uk> wrote:
>
>
>>Lady, lady, twenty-four skidoo!
>
>There was a popular beat combo in the early eighties called 23 skidoo.
Rather older expression than that!
http://phrases.shu.ac.uk/bulletin_board/24/messages/313.html
lff
Siderius Nuncius
Julian Day wrote in message ...
>He was the one who had Shadrak, Meshak, and Abednego thrown into the
>burning, firey furnace,
Whenever a certain Welsh footballer was mentioned, my dad used to say
"Shadrak, Meshak and Toshack".
He was as funny as that about quite a lot of things. Poor old soul.
--
Sid
Shepherds Bush, West London
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Fenny
Niles said ...
> "John" <j.m.ric...@NO-SPAMcwcom.net> wrote:
>
> |
> |Was Nebuchenezzer King of the Jews?
>
> One of the Old Testament kings, init? Along with Balshazzar, Jereboam, and
> all the other champagne bottle sizes.
>
was a line in a play wot I was in at junior school. I was One Eared
Eric, the Pirate Chief.
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Fenny
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Fenny
> Dip Dip Dip
> My little ship
> Sailing on the water
> Like a cup and saucer
> O-U-T spells out you go!
>
number of syllables to make sure the person you wanted was chosen at
the end.
Jennifer
wrote:
>On Fri, 12 Mar 2004 12:10:19 +0000, Jenny M Benson scrawled in the dust...
>
>>No more Latin, no more French
>>No more sitting on the old school bench.
>>No more spiders in my tea
>>Making googly eyes at me.
>>...
>
>Build a bonfire, build a bonfire,
>Put the teachers on the top,
>Put the prefects in the middle
>And then burn the blooming lot.
Oh now that reminds me of when I was a lady soldier:
The Lord above send down some doves
With wings as sharp as razors,
To cut the throats
Of all the blokes
They call the Sergeant Majors
Thank you for that memory :)
Jen
Al Menzies
wrote:
>On Fri, 12 Mar 2004 19:33:32 +0000, Penny <sp...@labyrinth.freeuk.com>
>wrote:
>
>>On Fri, 12 Mar 2004 12:10:19 +0000, Jenny M Benson scrawled in the dust...
>>
>>>No more Latin, no more French
>>>No more sitting on the old school bench.
>>>No more spiders in my tea
>>>Making googly eyes at me.
>>>...
>>
>>Build a bonfire, build a bonfire,
>>Put the teachers on the top,
>>Put the prefects in the middle
>>And then burn the blooming lot.
>
>Oh now that reminds me of when I was a lady soldier:
>
>The Lord above send down some doves
>With wings as sharp as razors,
>To cut the throats
>Of all the blokes
>They call the Sergeant Majors
Oh Lord above send down a dove
With claws as sharp as razors
To cut the curls off all the girls
Who sell bad beer to sailors
--
al
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