With rhyme and ritalin
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cdaveFollowing a discussion with iBon, and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monkeyssk8's thread on Thatcher, I feel compelled to share this old childhood song:
I thought I'd have a look for it online, and could only find it on page 15 of Gender and Ethnicity in Schools, along with several other playground rhymes.
I remember variations on all of those, except
There's brilliant work been done on playground songs. I heard a radio 4 program on it once. They are almost exclusively sung by children with a 5 year age range. Yet somehow new ones, get passed around the world, and translated into every language within months, and yet others have survived unchanged for centuries.
monkeyssk8's thread on Thatcher, I feel compelled to share this old childhood song:Maggie Thatcher stick her in a bin.
Put the lid on, sellotape her.
If she gets out, hit her on the head.
Hip hooray, Maggie Thatcher's dead.
I thought I'd have a look for it online, and could only find it on page 15 of Gender and Ethnicity in Schools, along with several other playground rhymes.
I remember variations on all of those, except
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water,
I don't know what they did up there
But now they've got a daughter.
There's brilliant work been done on playground songs. I heard a radio 4 program on it once. They are almost exclusively sung by children with a 5 year age range. Yet somehow new ones, get passed around the world, and translated into every language within months, and yet others have survived unchanged for centuries.
