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    Hello Loretta -- nudge me again next week; my daughter has a book of
    jumping-rhymes at home.  I say next week cuz she's with G'ma and this
    weekend I won't be logged in.  Sorry I can't help you for tomorrow --
    Sara
    

    
    jumping rhymes I forget except for chinese jumprope (in, out, side to
    side, on, in, out).
    
    now if you were doing "miss mary mack" stuff for handclapping - THERE I
    could help.
    
    -Jody

    I had forgot about Chinese jumprope.  Why when we were younger we spent
    hours putting together the best rope and using two of moms chairs with
    telephone books on them to weigh them down and jumping rope....I
    remember the ultimate....Twisting around and outside the rope after
    touching the ground.....them were the days.
    
    Loretta (running to the store to get her rubberbands)

The only one I remember is 

   "Cinderella, 
     Dressed in yella
    Went down stairs to meet her fella
    How many roses did he bring?
     One
      Two
       Three, etc."

Nanci

    
    
    Oh, I'd love it if we could have hand-clapping rhymes in here, too!
    
    Please?

    Funny you should mention handclapping rhymes - last week at Gaylaxicon,
    we got a bunch of them, and we were thinking of having a "games from
    childhood" party.  It would include jumprope rhymes, games like
    "Categories", hand games, cat's cradle (I used to be able to do Jacob's
    ladder in 15 seconds flat), etc...I remember a lot of those...
    
    I never did double dutch, but the only regular jump rope song I
    remember is
    
    Cinderella 
    dressed in yella
    went upstairs to kiss her fella
    made a mistake
    kissed his snake...
    
    There was also one that began
    
    "Ali baba and the forty theives..."
    
    ---
    
    And for "hand game" songs...
    
    Miss lucy had a tugboat,
    the tugboat had a bell
    Miss lucy went to heaven
    the tugboat went to
    hello operator, give me number 9,
    and if you diconnnect me,
    I'll kick in your 
    behind the refrigerator
    there was a piece of glass
    Miss lucy sat upon it
    and broke her little
    ask me no more questions,
    tell me no more lies,
    The boys are in the bathroom
    zipping up their
    flies are inthe city,
    bees are in the park,
    <?????> DARK DARK DARK.
    
    ----
    Apples on a stick
    Make me sick
    Make my stomach go two-forty-six,
    Not because I'm crazy,
    not because I'm mean,
    just because I kissed a boy behind a magazine.
    Hey girls, how 'bout a fight,
    here comes Johny (or you favorite boy) in his nylon tights,
    he can dance, he can sing,
    he can do the splits,
    but most of all he can kiss, kiss, kiss!
    
    ---
    
    Say say oh playmate,
    come out and play with me
    and bring your dollies three,
    climb up my apple tree,
    slide down my rain barrel
    into my cellar door,
    and we'll be jolly enemies, for ever MORE MORE MORE!
    
    Say say oh playmate,
    I cannot play with you
    My dollies have the flu,
    the mumps and measles too,
    I have no rain barrel
    I have no cellar door,
    so we'll be jolly enemies, forever more.
    
    repeat first verse, replacing friend with enemy and play with fight.
    
    ----
    
    I am trying to remember the ones that start
    
    "two lips together, bonded forever, 
    bring back back my true love to me..."
    
    and 
    
    "shimmy shimmy co-co pop..."
    
    
    D!

    
    eenie meenie pepsodeenie
    alla balla booballini
    achi kachi liberace
    I pick you UP
    have a peach
    have a plum
    have a stick of chewing gum
    if you want another one
    this is what you say
    amen
    amen
    amen diegos
    san diegos
    hocus pocus dominocus
    pray - VIGOS
    sittin' on a bandstand
    beatin' on a tin can
    who can, we can 
    nobody else can
    sis sis sis boom bah
    Kingsley cougars(?) rah rah rah!
    
    -----------------------------------
    (3 versions on this one)
    
    my jolly playmate
    come out and play with me
    and bring your dollies three
    climb up my apple tree
    slide down my rain barrel
    into my cellar door
    and we'll be jolly friends
    forever MORE
    oh jolly playmaybe
    I cannot play with you
    my dolly has the flu
    boo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
    can't slide down your rainbarrel
    into your cellar door
    but we'll be jolly friends
    forever more
    
    
    var.
    
    oh jolly enemy
    come out and fight with me
    and bring your weapons three
    climb up my poison tree
    slide down my nail board
    into my dungeon door
    and we'll be jolly enemies
    forever more!
    oh jolly enemy
    I cannot fight with you
    my dolly has the flu
    she threw up in my shoe
    can't slide down your nail board
    into your dungeon door
    but we'll be jolly enemies
    forevermore!
    
    ----------------------------------------
    
    Oh, baby
    come let's get together with a 
    GLASS of schlitz
    a friendly glass of SCHLITZ
    in our gusto
    we will busto
    fight!
    beer!
    schlitz!
    
    ---------------------------------------
    
    Miss Mary Mack, mack mack
    all dressed in black, black, black
    with silver buttons, buttons, buttons
    all down her back, back, back
    she cannot read, read, read
    she cannot write, write, write
    but she can smoke, smoke, smoke
    her father's pipe, pipe, pipe
    she asked her mother, mother, mother
    for fifty cents, cents, cents
    to see the elephants, elephants, elephants
    jump over the fence, fence, fence
    they jump so high, high, high
    they reached the sky, sky, sky
    and they never came back, back, back
    til the fourth of july, ly, ly
    
    -----------------------------------------
    
    demos available on request at the next party if anybody remembers how
    to do this stuff....and is willing to look 7 years old with me!
    
    
    -Jody
    

    not sure about double dutch, but here are some jumprope rhymes
    
    
    "cinderella dressed in yella
     went downtown to see her fella
     on the way her girdle busted
     how many people were disgusted"
    	(start red hot peppers)
        (and count til they goof - "one! two! three!")
    
    "cinderella dressed in yella
    went downtown to see her fella
    by mistake she kissed a snake
    how many doctors did it take?
    	(one! two! three! four!....)
    
    
    -------------------------
    
    another handclap
    
    on the planet mars
    where the ladies smoke cigars
    every puff they take
    is enough to kill a snake
    and when the snake is dead
    they put roses in his head
    and when the roses die
    they put diamonds in his eyes
    and when the diamonds crack
    they put mustard down his back
    and when the mustard dries
    it's the year of forty-FIVE
    
    ---------------------------------
    
    shucks, did anyone love to play jacks, too?
    
    -Jody
    

    
    I'll do this handclap stuff with ya, Jody.

    I *loved* jacks, spent hours at it as a girl. Does anyone remember
    any of the patterns.
    
    Or how about clapping games with a bounding ball?
    
    Bonnie

    D! and Jody,
    
    Those are terrific! I'm amazed at their poetry and complexity. Someone
    should do book on these, if they already haven't. I love the part about
    Cinderella kissing the snake. I'm sure the little girls knew exactly
    what that one was about, if only unconsciously.
    
    Eileen

    I love the part about
    Cinderella kissing the snake. I'm sure the little girls knew exactly
    what that one was about, if only unconsciously.

No.  I've been singing that song for *years*, and until you just pointed
it out, I had NO IDEA!

Maybe whoever came up with the song had an idea, but I am quite sure that
at age 6, when I sang the song, I hadn't the faintest clue, unconcious
or otherwise, what that was referring to.

D!

  "When correctly viewed,
  *EVERYTHING* is lewd!
  I could tell you things about Peter Pan
  or the Wizard of Oz -- There's a dirty old man!"

                 T. Lehrer

    Allison Laurie (War Between the Tates, International Affair) has been
    collecting and writing about childrens rhymes, games, jumprope and
    clapping songs for years.  She's published a lot about that topic as
    well as about fairy tales and childrens authors.
    
    She's scholarly, amusing, and will make you think about childhood in
    very new ways.  Highly recommended.
    
      Margaret

    Thank God! Diana!  I thought I was going to have to turn in my
    gutter-mind merit badge!  (*8
    
    E Grace who hadn't a clue

    
    I hadn't a clue either.
    
    as for Jacks, I played all the time in 4th/5th grade.  I liked the
    REALLY heavy jacks - they were so much more SOLID than those spindly
    things that broken when you stepped on them.
    
    I remember the following patterns/cycles
    
    upsies
    downsies
    clapsies
    zipper
    sweep the parlor
    	(sweep the parlor, sweep it clean, sweep it so no dust can be seen)
    squeeze the lemon
    	(squeeze the lemon, take a bite...)
    lefty (or righty, whichever was nonfavored)
    right-to-left (handing off jacks as you picked them up)
    
    haven't seen a set of HEAVY silver jacks for years.
    
    -Jody

        I was reasonably good at jacks, for a boy. :-)
        
        Dan

    ju...  ju... j... jump in!
    
    "not last night
    but the night before
    twenty four robbers
    came knockin' at my door
    as I looked out
    they stepped in
    and I 
    hit them on the head
    with a rolling pin
    and this is 
    what I 
    said to them:
    this time you are OUT!"
    
    jump out ... and next jumper ju ju jumps IN!
    
    8-)
    
    phew!  That was fun!
    
    Jody I can do all the hand claps with you!!! oh goodie!
    
    In school we made up our own language... maybe other kids
    did this too... it was our retaliation against pig-latin
    which I could never do too well %-).  We took the sound "ib"
    and but an "ib" in front of the first vowel in each
    syllable of each word.  We called it "ib talk" %-).
    I can still talk it.  As the years when by my friends
    and I could talk ib talk so well and so fast that the
    words started to change and even if you knew the rules
    it was hard to understand us.  We ended up with our 
    little language... ribelliby wibe dibid!!!  It has
    a real cool rhythm.  Did anyone else make up lanuages??
    
    wibith libove,
    chibeyibenne
    

    
    there was ubbi dubbi, from the TV show Zoom
    
    we did "ithiga" before vowels.
    
    d-ithig-o y-ithig-ou kn-ithig-o wh-ithig-at ithig-I'm
    s-ithig-ay-ithig-ing?
    
    -Jody
    

    
    i learned carney talk... much to my mothers chagrin. {-:
    
    ~r

        Sounds like Bill Cosby's routine just after the dentist
        tells him to rinse. :-)
        
        Dan

    I can remember parts of two poems/songs/whatevers.  Can anyone finish
    them?
    
    Never laugh when a hearse goes by,
    'cuz you might be the next to die.
    they wrap you up in a clean white sheet
    and send you down about 6 feet deep.
    
    It's okay for about a week, but then
    your coffin begins to leak.
    Worms crawl in, and worms crawl out. . . . 
    
    
    2.  Nobody likes me.  Everybody hates me.
    Think I'm gonna eat some worms.
    Big fat juicy ones, slip slop slimey ones.
    Fuzzy uzzy uzzy ol' worms.
    
    First ones easy, second one's queezy,
    Third one bit my toe. . . . . 
    
    
    I used to do a ball bounce chant, but can't remember anything 
    more than it had to do with numbers 1-12 and each number meant
    to do something different with catching the ball.  We used to
    get yelled at all the time, because we bounced the ball off 
    the side of the house.
    
    Linda
    

    Worms crawl in and worms crawl out....
    
    "In the stomach and out the mouth"?
    
    The last verse _I_ learned to the "Nobody likes me" poem was:
    
      First you bite their heads off
      Then you suck their guts out
      Then you throw their skins away.
    
    (Three-line verses, like in the "Divine Comedy". (: >,)
    
    I can't tell you how excited I am to hear a new variation,
    Ray

    
    we used to play "seven-up" in 4th and 5th grade, where you bounce the
    ball against the building and do fancy things for each count (count to
    one, count to two, count to three, count to four).
    
    bombardment and four-square were two faves at daycamp.  I could do a
    wicked spin in four-square.
    
    All of these games should be played with those reddish rubber
    playground balls (the kind you used for kickball that made a satisfying
    "thunk" when you kicked it right).
    
    -Jody
    
    
    

        "four-square" with the red rubber playground ball sounds
        familiar.  At our elementary school there was a game with
        a name that sounded like "Madison Squares" that was
        played in a chalk square divided into four squares.  You
        had to bounce the ball into another square if it came
        into yours, and you advanced when a person ahead of you
        didn't bounce it right.  The goal was to get into and
        stay in the "M" square.
        
        Dan

    Re .23: The worms play pinochle on your snout. (But I don't remember
    where it goes from there; cribbage, perhaps?)
    
    On Ilkla Moor bar t'at,
    -b

    Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
    I think I'll eat some worms,
    long slim slimey ones,
    bit fat juicy ones,
    little bitty fuzzy wuzzy worms.
    
    First you bite the heads off,
    then you suck the guts out
    oh how they wiggle and squirm,
    big fat juicy ones,
    long slim slimey ones,
    little bitty fuzzy wuzzy worms...
    
    ----
    
    and the rest of the "hearse" one is...
    
    The worms crawl in, the worms crawl eat,
    they worms play pinochle on your snout,
    they eat your eyes, they eat your nose,
    they eat the jelly between your toes,
    they slap it on a piece of bread,
    and that's what they feed you when you are dead.
    
    I don't think either of those are jumprope songs, though, just generic
    icky kid's songs.  Along the lines of "On top of spaghetti" and
    "No more pencils, no more books" and "The Battle Hymm of the School".
    
    ----
    
    How about other kid's games??
    
    Remember Wonder Ball?  Pass the ball from kid to kid singing
    
    "The wonder ball goes round and round
    to pass it quickly you are bound,
    if you're the one to hold it last
    I fear for you the game is past
    and YOU ARE OUT!"

    
    Ok, does anyone remember the one that has the lines "greasy grimy gopher
    guts" and "mutilated monkey meat" in it?
    
    That's all I can remember...
    
    CQ

    was SPUD only played in the south?
    
    ~r

>    Ok, does anyone remember the one that has the lines "greasy grimy gopher
>    guts" and "mutilated monkey meat" in it?


	Great green gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts,
	Mutilated monkey meat, lots of dirty birdy feet;
	French fried eyeballs just can't be beat,
	And I forgot my spoon!
	                      ....but I've got a straw



	At least, that was the way *we* sang it.


	*A*
  

    Great green globs of greasy, grimy gopher guts,
    Mutilated monkey meat, petrified birdy feet,
    yellow eyeballs rolling down the dirty street,
    THAT's what boys are made of!!
    
    We used to sing this on the bus coming from or
    going to school.
                    
    HRH

Thanks, HRH.

I've been fast forwarding through most of this topic, but I was delighted to
finally read and remember the complete words to great geen globs of greasy 
grimy gopher grease. 

Now I've got to go back through the whole string and see what else I've missed!

This is the best thing that's happened to me all morning!

Bruce 

    yush!
    
    I *was* eating cream of brocolli soup!
    
    BJ

Anyone who eats cream of broccoli soup must already have a strong stomach.

Bruce

    
    re .30: We played SPUD in Rochester, NY.
    

This is the version of Worms we sing at scout camp.

 Worms (tune: Polly Wolly Doodle)
-------			
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
Think I'll go eat worms;
Long thin skinny ones;
Big fat juicy ones,
See how they wriggle and squirm.

* Bite their heads off,
  Throw their skins away,
  Nobody knows how much I thrive
  On worms three times a day.

Long thin skinny ones slip down
  easily,
Big fat juicy ones stick;
Hold your head back,
Squeeze their tail,
And their juice goes click, click,
  click.

* = chorus    

    
    	Our version of the gopher guts tune (used to drive
    	mom nuts!)
    
    	Great green globs of greasy grimy gopher guts
    	Concentrated birdy seed
    	Mutilated monkey feet
    	Five quart jars of all purpose porpoise fat
    	Floating in my pink lemonade...
    
    					....without a straw.
    
    
    	FWIW Bonnie I was eating lunch too.  gag.
    
    	

    I think it was the similarity of color that got to me, in
    re the broccoli soup (and it is *good* especially when you
    can add a few sauted onions and some cheese!)
    
    I never knew anything but the first line of 'greasy grimy gopher
    guts' - we used to repeat it three times!
    
    This note has deteriorated a long way from jump rope songs ;-).
    
    Bonnie

    Marsey doats and dosey doats and littleambseedivey,
    a kidllededivey too, wouldn't you?
                  
    Actual words:
    
    Mares eat oats, and does eat oats, and
    little lambs eat ivy...
    A kid will eat ivy, too, wouldn't you?
                                                 
    HRH

    	What a fun note!  (I'm *still* trying to catch up after a
    week+ out of here!)

    	D! - I remember doing "The spades go... two lips together, tie 
    them forever, bring back my love to me", and "Shimmy-shimmy co-co pop"
    also, but I can't remember the verses now!

    	How 'bout counting rhymes as well?

    	"Eenie meenie miney mo
    	Catch a tiger by his toe
    	If he hollers, let 'em go
    	Out goes y-o-u!"

    	And then there was 

    	"One-potato, two-potato, three-potato, four
    	Five-potato, six-potato, seven-potato, more"

    	(But I can't remember what came after that!)

    	amy

    counting rhymes were used often by choosing who was "it" in
    hide-and-go-seek, red-light-green-light, tag (statue tag, TV tag,
    flashlight tag), mother-may-I, 1-2-3 British Bulldog.....
    
    the book "games people play" talks a lot about cool games
    
    -Jody
    

Red rover, red rover, send JODY over!!!

D!

    
    down down baby, down by the roller coaster
    sweet sweet baby, I don't want to let you go
    shimmy shimmy cocoa puff, shimmy shimmy POW!
    shimmy shimmy cocoa puff, shimmy shimmy  LOLLIPOP (poke person in sides)
    
    
    ------------------------------------------
    
    (remembered with some serious HELP from some FRIENDS!)
    
    the spades go tulips together
    bind them forever
    bring back your love to me
    
    what is the meaning
    of all these flowers?
    they tell the story
    the story of love
    from me to you
    
    my heart goes
    thumpadiump-bump, thumpadiump-bump
    over the sight of you
    you are my one and only
    I love you passionately
    ???????
    ?????????
    
    My father bought a new car
    He painted it re-e-e-e-ed
    He smashed it into a truck
    and now he's dead, oh yes he's dead
    
    ....
    
    (did I miss any, folks?)
    
    -Jody
    

    RE: -1

    	I still think there's one more verse, though I can only recall
    part of it:

    	I saw a ship sail away
    	It sailed ?? years and a day
    	??? far far away (?)
    	????

    Also, I remember a slight variation on that last verse:

    	My father bought a new car
    	He painted it shi-iny red
    	He got in an a-accident
    	And now he's dead, oh yes, he's dead.


    	amy

    Childhood songs (not clapping or jump-rope songs, just things we
    thought we hysterical at, say, age 9)...
    
    (To the tune of Bridge over the River Kwai)
    "Herman, look what you've done to me,
    Herman, they call it pregnancy,
    Herman, now it's Herman, and Sherman, and me."
    
    and 
    
    (to the tune of "My Bonnie lies over the ocean")
    My daddy lays over the ocean,
    My daddy lays over the sea,
    My daddy lay over my mother,
    and that is how I came to be.
    
    and
    
    No more pencils, no more books,
    no more teachers' dirty looks,
    When the teacher rings the bell,
    drop your books and run like h e double toothpicks 
       (which was our way of spelling HELL so as not to get in trouble.)
    
    and
    
    (to the tune of Battle Hymn of the Republic)
    Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school,
    we have tortured all the teachers, we have broken all the rules,
    We barbequed the janitor and hung the principal, 
    our troops are marching on...
    Glory, glory hallelujah,
    Teacher, teacher what's it to ya,
    we've (something something something),
    our troops are marching on...
    
    and one that begins (to the tune of the song by the 7 dwarves)
    Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to school we go,
    with razor blades and hand grenades, hi ho...
    
    D!

    A variation on the one sung to the tune of the battle hymn...
    
    Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school
    we have tortured all the teachers 
    we have broken every rule
    we are marching down the corrider to hang the principle
    our war has just begun
    
    Glory, glory hallelujah
    teacher hit me with a ruler
    so i met her at the door with a loaded 54 and she ain't my teacher no
    more
    
    
    Then we also had (to the theme of "the halls of montazuma")
     From the halls of Browning Elementary to the shores of bubblegum bay
     We will fight our teachers onward
     with spit balls, gum and play
     we will fight for royal recess
     we will keep our desk a mess
     We will fight to claim the honor
     of the teacher's number one pest!

    Re .48: Gosh, in my day it was "a loaded .44". Must be arms escalation.
    
    I remember a few pretty crude songs, rhymes, and "jokes" that all
    seemed very witty when I was in junior high, but I will refrain
    from quoting them here as a gesture of thanksgiving for having lived
    long enough to no longer find them amusing.
    
    ;-)
    
    -b

 While lookin thru a knothole
 in Pappy's wooden leg,
 I slipped and sprained my eyebrow on the pavement (the pavement).

 Go get the axe, there's a hair on baby's chest.
 Oh, Who built the shore so near the ocean (the ocean)

 (the melody is the best part)

    I finally remembered the song we used to sing while jumproping....
    
    "Down the Missisippi where the boats go PUSH!"
    
    Capital P! U! SH!  P U S H !!!!!!  (when we got to the last
    saying of the word push, the next jumper would jump in and push
    out the other jumper.
    
    HRH

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    oh dear,
    
    that used to be one of my favorites, but you've got the words all
    scrambled (at least from the version in the Fireside book of Children's
    songs)...
    
    Some of the lines are - in no particular order....
    
    Peeping through a notehole
    in Grandpa's wooden leg,
    Who will wind the clock when I am gone?
    Go get the axe there's a flea in Lizzie's ear
    and a boy's best friend is his mother
    
    I fell from a window a second story window....
    
    Why'd they build the shore so near the ocean..
    
    Who cut the sleeves out of dear old daddy's vest, and
    dug up grandma's bones to make a sewer?
    
    
    (and I agree the tune is wonderful!)

    Anyone remember the one about Lizzie Bordon?
    
    Something about
     "Lizzie Bordon with an axe
    gave her mother forty whacks,
    ????
    gave her father forty more..."
    
    D!

    
    at the Folk Festival last Saturday, Suzanne Vega did a schoolground
    chant that started something like:
    
    "this the way we wallaby, wallaby, wallaby
     this the way we wallaby, all day long  (?)"
    
    We clapped along.
    
    She considered it music, and folk art.
    
    I thought her interpretation was kinda cool.
    
    She said that although many of the kids in her Manhattan school were
    from different races, and tended to gang out and hang out in those
    racial groups, just before(?) lunch they'd all get together in two
    lines and chant this.
    
    -Jody
    

    
    I remember it as:
    
    Lizzie Borden took an axe
    and gave her mother forty whacks
    when she saw what she had done
    she gave her father forty-one
    

    Carla,
    
    I remember:
    
    Lizzie Borden took an axe
    and gave her mother forty whacks,
    and when all was said and done,
    she gave her father forty-one.
    
    Bonnie
    
    p.s. my mom comes from Fall River and her grandfather was the first
    police officer to arrive at the Borden house that day, so I've always
    had an interest in that case.

    
    sung to the tune of "ta ra ra boom di ay", of course.
    
    -Jody
    

    -Jody,
    
    That's funny, I've never heard it sung..
    
    the only song I know to 'ta ra ra boom di ay' is probably not
    printable here.
    
    ;-)
    
    Bonnie

    
    
    Oh, pleeze Bonnie?  I can't remember them!  They're not _that_ bad, are
    they?
    
    CQ

    "Peeping through a notehole"
    
    Is that, like, when you see a .95 followed by a .97 and try to figure
    out what was in .96?
    
    :-)
    

    I think .55 was the one they used in the movie.
    
    ed

    in re .59
    
    okay CQ - and no, they aren't really bad... the
    words I recall were
    
    'ta ra ra boom te ay
    did you get yours today?
    I got mine yesterday,
    ta ra ra  boom te ay'
    
    but they were terribly 'shocking' and 'giggle producing' in 7th grade!
    since we all *knew* what it was that we were supposed to have 'gotten'.
    
    :-)
    
    and in re words in the movie .61, *well* I learned my version from
    someone who came from Fall River, so *of course* mine are right :-) X
    100.
    
    Bonnie

    I remember:
    
    ta ra ra boom te ay
    I'll take your pants away
    and while you're standing there
    I'll take your underwear!
    
    I thought *those* were the ones you were referring to!
    
    clh

    I forgot those! ;-)

Well, guess we got the 'clean' version:

	ta ra ra boom te ay
 	how are your feet today?
 	they stink like yesterday
 	ta ra ra boom te ay

'course I always preferred the other fun song:

	one quart jar of all-purpose porpoise meat
	mutilated monkey's feet
	gobs of goofy gopher guts
	and I'm without a spoon
	but I gotta a strraaaaaw....shlurp!

don't recall ever jumping rope to that one tho' :-)

Jenna

    
    Ok, here's another version of "Ta ra ra boom Ti ay" that I got from my
    12 year old neice yesterday:
    
    Ta ra ra boom ti ay
    We have no school today
    The teacher passed away
    She died of tooth decay
    
    We threw her in the bay
    She scared the fish away
    She's never coming out
    She smells like sauerkraut
    
    Thanks Bonnie :-)

    Christine!
    
    I forgot that one too!
    
    must be because I'm over 40! ;-) X 10
    
    Bonnie