West Virginia Folklore (1950s), especially children's rhymes (Liar Liar, 1958)

[sagehen]

>This jogged my memory. The entire quatrain I learned from my grandmother was
>
>One more day and we'll be free
>>>From this school of misery !
>No more pencils, no more books,
>No more teacher's dirty looks !
>
>She learned it in the 1890s.
>
 JL
~~~~~~
The one I was reminded of came from my mother's childhood in St. Louis (she
was b. 1905):

Once a big molicepan
Met a bittle lum,
Sitting on a sturbcone,
chewing gubber rum.

"Hi" said the molicepan,
"Won't you simme gome?"
"Tixie on your nintype!"
Said the bittle lum.

A. Murie

~@:>   ~@:>   ~@:>   ~@:>