When Rhymes Go Wonky

Posted: May 24, 2009 in Uncategorized

When we were kids, we had our own set of game-rhymes.
Some were just sung with enthusiastic clap-clap’s to keep the beat, and others were used to ‘count’ the players in run-and-catchers and conclude with who the catcher would be.

Now that I think back though, the rhymes made as much sense as.. two blogger birdies unveiling the identity of their friend, padashow, without me even asking. ;)

Possibly because we messed up the actual words?
Or we were just that… random.

So here are the ones I remember well, and my latest very serious attempts at interpreting the obvious secret propaganda behind the seemingly ‘nonsensical’ stanzas.

Down by the banks of the hanky panky
With a fee fi fo fum bank to bank to

With a fee fi fo fum

Who let the little one

KERPLUNK

Hanky panky? Little one? Kerplunk? Obviously some perverse connotations to this sinister rhyme, those of which I will not even attempt to analyze for fear of what I will discover.
-
Hamadhuru dhuru dhuru

Theynga thiru thiru thiru
(scrape the coconut, scrape scrape)
Paal puli puli puli
(filter out the milk, filter, filter)
Rotti shudu shudu shudu
(cook the rotti, cook, cook)
Pichchi kudu kudu kudu
(break it and give, give, give)
Taka tika tuka

(LMAO at that attempt at a translation. o_O)

A sly racial slur, clearly.
-
Aamina!

Supersena!

Big boys!

Racing girls!

Aamina, supersena, big boys, racing girls

O-V-E-R
OVER, OVER, OVER!


Srsly, wtf?
-
Inky pinky polly
Father had a dolly

Dolly died, father cried

Inky pinky polly

Naturally a disturbing narration in relation to that freaky guy obsessed with collecting Barbie dolls.
-
10, 20, 30, 40, 50 years ago
Did you see mama playing marbles on the floor

YES OR NO?

(if yes) Y-E-S, yes.
(if no) N-O, no.

Some sort of interrogation method used by the Russians back during the Cold war.
‘Mama’ is obviously code for THAT SPY YOU WORK FOR, and ‘ playing marbles on the floor’ possibly implies the dastardly spy allegedly dropping bombs on unsuspecting civilians.
-
In pin safety pin
In pin out

Out goes the safety pin

In pin out

Voodoo.

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Comments
  1. Dayaan says:

    When I was in England, me and a couple of my bandmates went on a ghost tour, and we found out that Georgie Porgie (sp?), was actually about this ghost of a guy by the same name who haunted the likes of attractive women in that very area we were standing on, otherwise known as what you may know as an ‘incubus’.Crazy English folk and their lore ^_^, but thats the true origin of the nursery rhyme.

  2. greene says:

    after hours of deliberation i’ve decided. we should have sex. specifically on my mango tree. you bring the pillows and the wine. i shall take care of the squirells

  3. Makuluwo says:

    @Dayaan- Woah, I always had a feeling that Georgie Porgie fellow was a pervy creep. o_O@greene- LMAO. Wtf, dude! :|

  4. TSC says:

    LOL :D he he seriously Maks LOL LOL

  5. Chavie says:

    lol, this is a good one… especially like the cold war references… ;) hehe :D

  6. greene says:

    mister nibbles 1 me 0

  7. Makuluwo says:

    @greene- What? :S

  8. greene says:

    apparently our first date isn’t going too well. i believe thats a good sign

  9. Makuluwo says:

    A bad sign considering the fact that this first date took place within the confines of your imagination. :P

  10. greene says:

    i must warn you. playing hard to get with my irresistible charm and hunkalicious bod leads to absolutely nowhere. you shall succumb. sooner or later. and once that happens we will move in together and invest in a two door refrigerator that would stock for our fifteen kids, five chickens and a goat

  11. Makuluwo says:

    HAHAHA!You. are just. insane. XD

  12. greene says:

    does that mean we can like do it now

  13. Makuluwo says:

    Hahaha. NO! :P

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