Rhymes from our childhood


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At assembly, held in the afternoon on the last day of the academic year at The Manning, we always sang the hymn God Be With You Til We Meet Again.

 

On the day I left, I changed the words to God Forbid We Ever Meet Again and, to ensure everyone heard me, I sang the descant instead of the melody.

 

Staff looking daggers at me but...THERE WAS NOTHING THEY COULD DO ABOUT IT. I was straight out of the door when assembly ended.  :rolleyes:. Had to rush home and throw my uniform in the bin!

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I'm very late to the party here, but I remember a different variation to the Rule Britannia one. I was raised in Yorkshire so maybe in the 80s, pre Internet, colloquial preferences are what played a part here. 

 

But it went:

 

Rule Britannia, 

Three monkeys on a stick. 

One fell down and paralysed his

Prickles grow on bushes,

Prickles grow on trees, 

Prickles grow on Chinamen, 

Just above their knees. 

Sally had a baby

She called it Sonny Jim, 

She took it to the toilet

To see if it could swim. 

It swam to the bottom, 

It swam to the top, 

Sally got excited

And she pulled it by the 

Cockles, mussels, 3 and 6 a jar

Ever seen a policeman

Pulling up his

Flies are dirty,

Slugs are worse

This is the end of this dirty little verse. 

 

Just brilliant. Hadn't sung it in 20 years and I still remember every line now. 

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One tall midget reached up high,
Touched the ground above the sky,
Tied his loafers, licked his tongue,
And told about the bee he stung.
He painted, then, an oval square
The color of the bald man's hair,
And in the painting you could hear
What's undetected by the ear.

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