While we’re on the subject,
here are a few more rhymes my sister and I got hold of
somewhere when we were kids. How we
enjoyed reciting them! and faulty memory or no, I have no trouble recalling these:
In the well the plumber built
'er,
Aunt Liza fell. We must buy a filter.
Little Willie in the best of
sashes, fell in the fire and burnt to ashes.
The fire went out and the room
got chilly,
but nobody wanted to poke up
Willie.
I had written Aunt Maude, who
was traveling abroad.
When I learned she died of
cramp just to late to save the stamp.
I just made the mistake of
googling to see if anyone else had ever heard of these – I should have
known! Should have learned my lesson
that time I went looking for an
illustration of a buttonhook and ran into a large and active Buttonhook
Society. It seems these verses are known in some circles as Little Willies. Right now there's a newspaper running a competition, a Little Willie Invitational. With prizes. I’m not entering.
It looks as if someone has
collected 29 Little Willies.
You can see them at www.ruthlessrhymes.com.
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