The Playground Jungle

You could easily spend hours at The Playground Jungle, investigating all the childhood lore you half-recall, whether silly or naughty.

Here's a seasonal ditty I had never heard of:

We three kings of Leicester Square
selling ladies underwear
how fantastic, no elastic
not very safe to wear
O, star of wonder, star of light
the royal knickers caught alight
how fantastic, no elastic
guide me to the traffic lights

Or you could also buy their book.

     Posted By: Paul - Thu Dec 08, 2016
     Category: Antiques, Anachronisms and Throwbacks | Culture and Civilization | Customs | Children

I have a couple:

Ruben, Ruben, I've been thinking.
What's that awful stuff you're drinking?
Pours like water, looks like wine.
Oh my God! It's turpentine!

Brush your teeth with Sani-Flush!
No more teeth, no more brush!
Posted by KDP on 12/08/16 at 01:39 PM
Reminds me of The Lore and Language of Schoolchildren by Iona and Peter Opie. They were folklorists who collected songs, rhymes, and riddles of British children. My favorite (which you have to a certain age to get): How many ears did Davy Crockett have? Answer: Three. A left ear, a right ear, and a wild front ear.
Posted by ges on 12/09/16 at 12:56 AM
I do vaguely remember that version of the Three Kings.

There was one from my father's day which started

Hark, the herald angels sing
Mrs Simpson's pinched our King!

Pinched meaning stolen, in this case.
Posted by TheCannyScot on 12/09/16 at 07:18 PM
I remember both the turpentine and the Sani-Flush songs. Our version of the Three Kings was more slapstick:

We three kings of Orient are
Happily smoking a rubber cigar
It was loaded, it exploded

We two kings of Orient are

...etc..., down to

We no kings of Orient are

Posted by Virtual on 12/09/16 at 11:36 PM
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