Open forum question: What was your favorite childhood rhyme?
My mom and I were reminiscing about jump rope rhymes and clapping games. This is what I eventually remembered:
Miss Susie had a steamboat
The steamboat had a bell (ding, ding)
Miss Susie went to Heaven
The steamboat went to...
Hello operator
Please give me number nine
And if you disconnect me
I'll kick you from...
Behind the frigerator
There was a piece of glass
Miss Susie 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 in the meadow
The bees are in the park
Miss Susie and her boyfriend
Are kissing in the
D-A-R-K, D-A-R-K, dark, dark, dark!
The dark is like the movies
The movies like a show
A show is like a tv show
And that is all I know, know, know
I know, I know my ma
I know, I know my pa
I know, I know my sister with the forty two inch bra, bra, bra
My mom continued to the point of remembering something about kicking babies and a bucket.
She asked me why she was kicking babies.
I failed to give a satisfactory answer because I was trying to figure out why I was thinking about elephants and buttons.
My mom and I were reminiscing about jump rope rhymes and clapping games. This is what I eventually remembered:
Miss Susie had a steamboat
The steamboat had a bell (ding, ding)
Miss Susie went to Heaven
The steamboat went to...
Hello operator
Please give me number nine
And if you disconnect me
I'll kick you from...
Behind the frigerator
There was a piece of glass
Miss Susie 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 in the meadow
The bees are in the park
Miss Susie and her boyfriend
Are kissing in the
D-A-R-K, D-A-R-K, dark, dark, dark!
The dark is like the movies
The movies like a show
A show is like a tv show
And that is all I know, know, know
I know, I know my ma
I know, I know my pa
I know, I know my sister with the forty two inch bra, bra, bra
My mom continued to the point of remembering something about kicking babies and a bucket.
She asked me why she was kicking babies.
I failed to give a satisfactory answer because I was trying to figure out why I was thinking about elephants and buttons.
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so i bent a knee , before her Grace
looked up her skirt , to see her Lace
that's when i got sprayed with mace
could'nt think of one , so i made one up......yeah , i'm a perv....born and raised.