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Katydid
02-26-2005, 11:53 AM
NURSERY RHYMES. In every country and in every time there have been rhymes and jingles sung or said to children to amuse or quiet them. Yet most of what are now called nursery hymes had their origin in subject matter intended for adults. The young, however, have a way of taking to themselves what pleases them; and thus they have preserved the parodies, lampoons, bits of homely wisdom, and folk ballads that have long lost their social significance.

In past times when few people could read or even before the printed word, the use of rhymes was a way of safely satirizing those in power. Some people believe the lady in "Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Crosss" to have been Queen Elizabeth I. Others suggest that the rider may have been Lady Godiva.

The original "Little Jack Horner" may have been steward to Richard Whiting, the last of the abbots of Glastonbury at the time the monasteries wre being broken up. The abbot, hoping to appease Henry VIII, sent his steward to London with a "Christmas pie," in which was hidden title deeds to 12 manors. On the journey Jack Horner is said to have opened the pie and taken out for himself a "plum." The plum was the deed to the Manor of Mells. Whether or not this story is true, it is a fact that shortly after the dissolution of the monasteries a man named Thomas Horner went to live at Mells and his descendants live there this day. The descendants claim that the rhyme has nothing to do with their ancestor but was part of a long poem called 'The History of Jack Horner..Being Pleasant for Winter Evenings'.

The rhyme "Jack Sprat" seems to have ridiculed a small, unpopular clergyman. In the 16th and 17th centuries Jack Sprat was one name for a dwarf.

"Old King Cole"
There is some controversay over the origin of "Old King Cole." Some believe that merry monarch was a prince of the 3rd. century, during the Roman occupation. Others say he was a clothier of Reading named Cole-brook, but Sir Walter Scott thought he was the fabled "Auld King Coul," father of the giant Fin M'Coule. Whomever he was, he is a part of childhood even now, for the rhyme about him lives on.

and on through several verses, ending with a supper of poisonous eels.

There are many rhymes concerning huntsmen and hunting, such as "There were three jovial Welshmen"; "There was a little man, and he had a big gun"; and "A carrion crow sat on an oak." Many verses, such as "There was a jolly miller" an innumerable ones beginng "There was an old woman," old woman, shall we go a-shearing?" has implicit in it the wise acknowledgment that people are all much alike in hearing what they want to hear. ( THE SHEEP PEN SHOULD LIKE THAT ONE). "Hannah Bantry, in the pantry, Gnawing at a mutton bone" illustrates the truism that people are themselves when they are alone.

"Bessie Bell and Mary Gray" is thought to be based upon the sad tale of two girls of noble family. To escape the plague which broke out in Perth about the middle of the 17th century, the girls built a bower outside the city. Here they lived for some itme. They caught the plague from a young man who brought them provisions and who was in love with both of them. The girls died of the infection and according to law could not be buried in the church yard. They were interred under a tree at the foot of a "brae" (hillside) near the river Almond.

Rhymes from Courting Songs and Ballads
Many of the songs or rhymes published or known for generations, if not for centuries, have to do with maids and courting. Examples are "Where are you going to, my pretty maid?" ; "It's once I courted as pretty a lass, as ever your eyes did see."; and Lavender's blue, diddle, diddle, Lavender's green; When I am king, diddle diddle, you shall be queen."

Certain of the rhymes have derived from ancient ballads. For instance, "Oh, where have you been Billy Boy, Billy Boy?" Surely had its beginning in a ballad known in many forms and throughout Eastern Europe but always with the same sinister hint of tragedy. In Italy there is a ballad so close in form and content as to almost certainly be the same story as 'O where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son?' even to end with a "supper of eels." This is the way the Scottish ballad goes:

O where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son?
O where hae ye been, my handsome young man?
I hae been to the wildwood; Mother make my bed soon,
For I'm weary wi' hunting and fain would lie doon

Primitive Orgins
Some rhymes have evolved from the myths of prehistoric people, who, not understanding the phenomena of nature, such as thunder and lightning, snow and rain, dawn and darkness, and the changing seasons, invented tales to account for them. Some authrities believe that the story of Jonah swallowed by the whale is a variant of the legends concerning the swallowing up of darkness by the light of dawn.

"One misty, moisty, morning" is a verse of a ballad called 'The Wiltshire Wedding', which dates from about 1680. It is much older than that, however, and is believed to be one of the oldest nursery rhymes. It may go back to the 7th century. When bodies of that period were discovered in the peat bogs of Jutland, perfectly preserved even to their clothing. It seemed as if that of one man was the very man of the rhyme, for he was "clothed all in leather, with a strap beneath his chin" just as the rhyme says.

One misty, moisty, morning,
When cloudy was the weather,
I chanced to meet an old man
Clothed all in leather;
Clothed all in leather,
With a strap beneath his chin.
How do you do, and how do you do,
And how do you do again?

One riddle rhyme is about the snow and the sun:

White brid featherless
Flew from Paradise,
Pitched on the castle wall;
Along came Lord Landless,
Took it up handless.
And rode away horseless to the King's white hall.

This rhyme is known in Germany and Sweden. It is thought to have orginated in the 9th century, since there was a Latin translation in a manuscript of the 10th century.
"London Bridge" is reminiscent of the dark rite of entombing a living person in the supports of a bridge to appease the evil spirits and to keep the bridge from falling down. (WHERE IS SAMMY HAGAR WHEN YOU NEED HIM). This relic of ancient superstition is comon to peoples all over the world. Skeltons have been found in the pillars of ruined bridges, proving that the rite was practiced.

There are at least two places in the Bible that attest to children's singing games which were probably in rhyme. One is in Matt. xi, 17. The other, in Luke vii, 32, says "We have piped unto you and ye have not danced; we have mourned to you and ye have not wept." Although for centuries song and story were not recorded, they were preserved by word of mouth as were the stories and commandments of the Old Testament, the sacred teachings of the Druids, the NOrse sagas, and even teh folk tales of African Bushmen, who are the remnant of some of the earliest people on earth. The Bushmen have a song of rain with a rhythmic cadence that is pure poetry, and the women play a game like children's games of today.

There are many counting-out or number, rhymes, such as "One, two, three, four, and five, I caught a hare alive." These show definate traces of the stages through which man has passed in learning to count.

Perhaps one reason for the preservation of folk tales, rhymes, and ballads through the centuries, with scarcely a word changed, is that a child demands the same tale over and over again. In addition, he insists on its being told each time in the same way. No matter how often he has heard "Over the hills and far away" he always, "Tell it again."

Katydid
02-26-2005, 12:08 PM
This won't be as good without the sketched pictures...Remember the "Old Mother Goose" story books??? Didn't you love those things?

This tho is from the COMPTON'S ENCYCLOPEDIA 1922-1974

In a cottage in Fife
Lived a man and his wife,
Who, believe me, were comical folk;
For, to people's surprise,
They both saw with their eyes,
And their tongues moved whenever they spoke!

When quite fast asleep,
I've been told that to keep
Their eyes open they could not contrive;
They walked on their feet,
And 'twas thought what they eat
Helped, with drinking, to keep them alive.


Ladybird, ladybird
Fly away home,
Your house is on fire
And your children all gone;
All except one
And that's little Ann
And she has crept under
The warming pan


This little pig went to market,
This little pig stayed at home,
This little pig had roast beef,
This little pig had none,
And this little pig cried Wee-wee-wee-wee-wee,
I can't find my way home


A wise old owl lived in an oak;
The more he saw the less he spoke;
The less he spoke the more he heard,
Why can't we all be like that wise old bird?


Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water;
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.

Up got Jack, and home did trot,
As fast as he could caper,
To old Dame Dob, who patche his nob
With vinegar and brown paper.


There was a crooked man, and he waled a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile;
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.


Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the kngs's horses,
And all the king's men,
Couldn't put Humpty together again.


MIstress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row.


Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
We'll all have tea.

Sukey take it off again,
Sukey take it off again,
Sukey take it off again,
They've all gone away.


There was a bee
Sat on a wall;
He said he could hum,
And that was all.


This might have been better in the DUMP, because they'd understand it better. But the Army probably has some people from UK and England who come here also...


If you have any to add, please do.

Katydid
02-26-2005, 12:24 PM
I vaguely remember some:

Little miss Muffet
Sat on her tuffet.
Eating her curds and whey,
Along came a spider,
And sat down beside her,
And frightened miss Muffet away.


Jack Spratt could eat no fat,
His wife could eat no lean,
But between them both,
They licked the platter clean.

Girls are made of sugar, and spice and everything nice,
Boys are made of frog, and snails and puppy dog tails.

Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn
Sheep's in the meadow,
Cows in the corn.
Where's the little boy who looks after the sheep?
He's under the haystack fast asleep.

Georgie Porgee, pudding and pie,
Kissed the girls and made them cry.

Mary had a little lamb, a little lamb, a little lamb
Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go.
It followed her to school one day, school one day, school one day,
It followed her to shcool one day.
And the teacher kicked it out, kicked it out, kicked it out,
And the teacher kicked it out, and it went
Baa, Baa, Baa all the way home.

Baa, baa black sheep have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.
One for the master, one for the pay, one for the little boy who lives down the lane.

Katydid
02-26-2005, 12:28 PM
There are also jingles...what is that other thing called...

A fly was in a flue, oh what the heck is that called...

Katydid
02-26-2005, 12:38 PM
Limmericks...that's the word I'm looking for: A humerous verse of five anapestic lines. ( ? from the line, will you come up to Limerick)...

That is what the fly in the flue thing is...a limmerick...

Jesterstar
02-26-2005, 12:57 PM
Katy have you decided yet??? THe clock of Hitchworld Ticks and Tocks. according to my clock you have 2 and one half hours left.

Did the Demons dance for you as I instructed???

I see your posting my satanic Nursury Rhymes. Ancient Spells full of wicked spirits ready to comsume those that spread their word.

Nickdfresh
02-26-2005, 01:41 PM
Selected Nursery Rhymes
of A.D. Clay

Hickory Dickory Dock.
My balls fell out of my jock.
I laid them to rest
On some hooker's chest
And paddled her face with my cock.

Roll, roll, roll your cunt
Gently down my prick.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Then you'll suck my dick.

Hey diddle diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
That's more than my lazy wife does,
The fat, fuckin' smelly baboon

Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet
A lightbulb was stuck up her ass.
It woke up the spider
Who lived deep inside her.
He said "Hey, free electric and gas."

Jack and Jill went up the hill
And Jack would try to hump her.
Jill said No / and Jack said So
I'll ram it in your dumper.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
Will she blow me in the car.
I bought her dinner, she had fun.
My balls are boiling, I'd like to come.

Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To get her old dog a snack.
The cupboard was bare,
She didn't despair.
She let Rover munch on her crack

Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater.
Whacked off in the movie theater.
Sprayed his load across the screen
And ruined Titanic's final scene

Jack and Betty, up in a tree
F-U-C-K-I-N-G
First comes Betty, then comes Jack
Then comes the goo from Betty's crack.

Little Boy Blue -
He needed the money.

Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie
Jerked off in his girlfriend's eye
When her eye was dry and shut
Georgie fucked that one-eyed slut

Old King Cole was a merry old soul
A merry old soul was he
He chewed off his tit
And ate his own shit
And washed it down with some tea.

Hickory Dickory Dock
Some chick was sucking my cock
The clock struck two
I dropped my goo
I dumped the bitch on the next block.

Jack and Jill went up the hill
Both with a buck and a quarter
Jill came down with two-fifty
That fuckin' whore.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
Trim that pussy it's too damn hairy

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey.
Along came a spider,
Who sat down beside her
And said, "Hey, what's in the bowl, bitch?"

Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To get her poor dog a bone
When she bent over,
Her Rover took over
And she got a bone of her own.

Jack Sprat could eat no fat
His wife could eat no lean
So Jack ignored those flabby tits
And licked her asshole clean

Rock-a-bye baby, on the tree top
Your mother's a whore,
And I ain't your pop.

Little Bo Peep fucked her sheep
Blew a horse, licked his feet
She ate his ass so very nice
Tongued his balls not once but twice

Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater
Had a wife, loved to beat her
Smacked her twice across the head
Fucked her ass and went to bed

Little jack Horner sat in a corner
Eating a pizza pie.
He shit pepperoni,
Then blew his friend Tony,
And wiped his mouth on his tie

Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Shine upon the parking lot
As I eat my girl friends twat.

Three blind mice, see how they run
Where the fuck are they going?

Eenie, Meenie, Miney, Moe
Suck my dick and swallow slow.

Jack be nimble,
Jack be quick
Jack burnt off his fuckin' dick.

There was an old lady
Who lived in a shoe
She had so many kids
Her uterus fell out

Patty cake, patty cake,
Baker's man
If your chick's on her period
Fuck her in the can

Mary had a little lamb,
She kept in her backyard.
When she took her panties off
His wooly dick got hard.

Doe, a deer, a female deer.
Ray, the guy that fucked her ass.

Rub a Dub Dub
Three men in a tub.
Faggots have threesomes, too-
So fuckin' what.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I fucked your mother's ass
And she had you.

MAX
02-26-2005, 01:43 PM
Good call Nick. :)

I was hoping that someone would take advantage of this thread and post those Dice rhymes. lol.

Nickdfresh
02-26-2005, 01:48 PM
Originally posted by MAX
Good call Nick. :)

I was hoping that someone would take advantage of this thread and post those Dice rhymes. lol.

This thread was in vital need of Roth Army content!

Golden AWe
02-26-2005, 03:16 PM
KATYDID'S SON

Golden AWe
02-26-2005, 03:16 PM
BAN THE CUNT!!!

Golden AWe
02-26-2005, 03:17 PM
Originally posted by Katydid

Oh, and something else that makes me think that was the dude off Steely Dan...I was wearing a jade necklace and earrings...the earrings hung down about 4"...

He saw me there and I asked as I passed by, "how are you?" He said, "No flies on me."

I didn't even know of this group until I heard George Clooney was making a movie about them...I'd told him my Hughdual Lee Dugan story...

I used to write to George Clooney, Sam Haskell and his aunt Rosemary Clooney made sure he got them. For like 6 yrs. He and Charlie Sheen...(Long story...I'll tell it all some day)...

I even told George Clooney where I hung out...

Anyway one song Steely Dan has is about green earrings. This was several years ago. (well figure back when he made that movie about Steely Dan)...

Maybe I am being parnoid, but what I'm saying is true.


Originally posted by Katydid
Dang, I knew there was something I forgot to do...

I just told my Hughdual Lee Dugan story to George Clooney in a letter. Next thing I knew my son John told me they were making a movie about Steely Dan and George Clooney was playing the part. I didn't even know who Steely Dan was, had never heard of them before (you have to remember I listened to Country Music) So I went to an old buy, sell or trade place and found an old tape with the picture of the Kaydid...could barely hear it; it was so worn out. Then I finally saw the movie. In the movie they made out like the Katy he talks about is a dildo or dope or something...wasn't quite clear to me what it was exactly.

Later I went to the mall and looked and found the one with Green Earrings on it. Much later after I got a computer got a thingy about their music and signed a guest book. Never really went in again. But what I said happened...what the guy said to me, and me wearing the earrings, even before I'd ever heard that song or knew who Steely Dan was.

One time I wrote George mentioning that my old lady patient went to a friend's house and played the pump organ. Played "You are my Sunshine," "Angel Band" , my usual on and on when I'm psyched....

Next thing I knew they did O Brother Where Art Thou with those old songs in it...

I never get credit for my good ideas. I wish just once I could get credit for something instead of ridicule.

I know how HITCH must feel .... Everyone just gets the credit, we just get the shaft.

THE DELUSIONAL BITCH!!!

Katydid
02-27-2005, 12:33 AM
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Katydid
02-27-2005, 12:38 AM
Get out of my nursery rhymes you hetherns!!!

Go make nasty with Fab or someone.

Who is Hard Knocks?

What has he ever done to you?

Anonymous
02-27-2005, 12:43 AM
Originally posted by Katydid
Get out of my nursery rhymes you hetherns!!!

Go make nasty with Fab or someone.

Who is Hard Knocks?

What has he ever done to you?

:D

Golden AWe
02-27-2005, 04:42 AM
Originally posted by Katydid
Get out of my nursery rhymes you hetherns!!!

Go make nasty with Fab or someone.

Who is Hard Knocks?

What has he ever done to you?


get out of my army you cunt.

Golden AWe
02-27-2005, 04:43 AM
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Golden AWe
02-27-2005, 04:44 AM
Originally posted by Golden AWe
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Katydid
02-27-2005, 07:31 PM
Golden Awe, this is David Lee Roth Army, not Golden Awes Army...

At least my name is Roth.

Katydid
02-27-2005, 07:36 PM
There once was a boy from Finland....

OK, here is your chance...we need more rhymes...

Katydid
02-27-2005, 07:37 PM
How about this one...

He called himself Nickdfresh

Nickdfresh
02-27-2005, 08:30 PM
Originally posted by Katydid
How about this one...

He called himself Nickdfresh

How about this one?:

The Katydid shut her fucking mouth!
Then she logged out!

academic punk
02-27-2005, 08:36 PM
You can tell by her smell
That she isn't feeling well
As her time of the month rolls along

You can see at a glance
Something extra in her pants
As her time of the month rolls along

Well, it's hi-ho-hee
Fo the Kotex Company
Shout out your size -
small! Medium! Extra-Large!! HUMONGOUS!!!

You can tell by her smell
That she isn't feeling well
As her...time...of...the...month...rooooolls aloooooooooong!!!!

Golden AWe
02-28-2005, 08:40 AM
Originally posted by Katydid
At least my name is Roth.







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