Ha! That is pretty much me! Better than the original nursery rhyme:
What are little boys made of?
What are little boys made of?
Frogs and snails,
And puppy-dogs’ tails;
That’s what little boys are made of.
What are little girls made of?
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice,
And all that’s nice;
That’s what little girls are made of.
A lot of nursery rhymes are pretty messed up when you stop to think about it.
Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
“Ashes, Ashes”
We all fall down!
This rhyme comes from the Great Plague of London. The symptoms of bubonic plague included a rosy red ring-shaped rash, which inspired the first line. It was believed that the disease was carried by bad smells, so people frequently carried pockets full of fresh herbs, or “posies.” The “ashes, ashes” line is believed to refer to the cremation of the bodies of those who died from the plague.
Rock-a-bye, baby,
In the tree top.
When the wind blows,
The cradle will rock.
When the bough breaks,
The cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, Cradle and all
Why is a song about a baby falling out of a tree supposed to be a restful lullaby?
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