Wednesday, November 2, 2011

I was just reminded of something

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There was a nonsense rhyme way back... well, it really doesn't rhyme, which is what makes it nonsense unless you knew the original rhyme that made sense.
Thirty days has September,
and no wonder,
all the rest have peanut butter,
except for my grandmother,
who rides a little red trycycle

Make of that what you will

2 comments:

  1. Ah! I truly like silliness like that. A rhyme that doesn't rhyme and not even makes sense (I don't know the original). Luvly!

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  2. Silly's my middle name. Now that I think about it, the original doesn't always really rhyme either. Wikipedia has a bunch of options

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