# Comet... **URL:** \ **Category:** Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share\ **Created:** [August 27, 2005, 4:42pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869 "2005-08-27T16:42:05Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 20\ **Page:** 1
**Author:** ![FilmGeek](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/f/b19c9b/32.png) [@FilmGeek](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/FilmGeek)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 4:42pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/1 "2005-08-27T16:42:05Z")
It makes your mouth turn greeeeen. Comet! It tastes like Listeriiiiiiine. ---
**Author:** ![racer72](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/racer72/32/3075_2.png) [@racer72](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/racer72)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 5:01pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/2 "2005-08-27T17:01:47Z")
Comet, it makes you vomit; So eat some Comet and vomit todaaaaaaaaay. ---
**Author:** ![FilmGeek](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/f/b19c9b/32.png) [@FilmGeek](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/FilmGeek)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 6:40pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/3 "2005-08-27T18:40:31Z")
Whew. I’m not the only one who knows that song. 😃 (Ardred is convinced that was a school specific thing, because he’d never heard it). BEEEEEEEE kind to your fine feathered frieeeeeeeeeeeeeends A duck may be somebody’s moooooooooooother. ---
**Author:** ![Kythereia](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/k/e8c25b/32.png) [@Kythereia](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Kythereia)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 7:07pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/4 "2005-08-27T19:07:17Z")
Oh, the maaaan in the mooooon is a laaaad-eeeeee, A ladeeeee in lipstick and curls!.. (Am I really the only one who knows that? Anyone? _cricket chirp_) ---
**Author:** ![SnakesCatLady](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/4af34b/32.png) [@SnakesCatLady](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/SnakesCatLady)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 7:41pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/5 "2005-08-27T19:41:52Z")
Be kiiiiiiind to your friiiiiiiiiiiiiiiends in the swaaaaaaaaaaaamp… The worms crawl in the worms crawl out… ---
**Author:** ![Baker](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/b/bb73d2/32.png) [@Baker](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Baker)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 7:50pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/6 "2005-08-27T19:50:01Z")
You really need to check out the book Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts:The subversive folklore of childhood, authored by Josepha Sherman and T.K.F. Weisskopf. It catalogs, and traces the origins of all those ditties that get passed down on the playground. Folks were asked to contribute the words to the “songs” they’d learned, and it’s fascinating to note the differences based on time and location. Remember “Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory of the Burning of the School”? At least a dozen versions. Or the gopher guts song of the title. What about “Nobody Like Me, Everybody Hates Me(I’ll go eat some worms)”? A lot of the stuff I learned on the playground and sang with relish would probably get me detention in this PC age. _Tra-la-la-boom-di-ay We have no school today Our teacher passed away We shot him yesterday. We threw him in the bay He scare the sharks away Tra-la-la-boom-di-ay We have no school today_ ---
**Author:** ![Baker](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/b/bb73d2/32.png) [@Baker](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Baker)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 7:51pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/7 "2005-08-27T19:51:57Z")
> [@Snakescatlady](#): > > The worms crawl in > the worms crawl out… The worms play pinochle on your snout. Their stomachs turn a limey green Your eyes pop out like whipping cream. You put them on a slice of bread And that’s what you eat when you are dead. ---
**Author:** ![Engineer\_Dude](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/e/9fc29f/32.png) [@Engineer\_Dude](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Engineer_Dude)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 7:53pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/8 "2005-08-27T19:53:57Z")
Bart Simpson singing to Lisa: _Lisa, her teeth are big and green. Lisa, she smells like gasoline. Lisa, da da da Disa. She is my sister, her birthday, I missed-a._ ---
**Author:** ![JThunder](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/j/e95f7d/32.png) [@JThunder](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/JThunder)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 9:44pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/9 "2005-08-27T21:44:05Z")
So, this isn’t about the reindeer, then? ---
**Author:** ![Otto](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/o/bbe5ce/32.png) [@Otto](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Otto)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 10:25pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/10 "2005-08-27T22:25:03Z")
We always sang that Comet tasted like gasoline. I guess we were worried about trademark infringement. > [@Kythereia](#): > > Oh, the maaaan in the mooooon is a laaaad-eeeeee, > A ladeeeee in lipstick and curls!.. > > (Am I really the only one who knows that? Anyone? _cricket chirp_) Not really a kiddie song, seeing as how it comes from ‘Mame’ and all. But anyway, did you hear that Miss Suzy had a steamboat? The steamboat had a bell. ---
**Author:** ![Rhubarb](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/r/59ef9b/32.png) [@Rhubarb](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Rhubarb)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 10:32pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/11 "2005-08-27T22:32:32Z")
On top of old Smokey All covered in sand, I shot my poor teacher With a red rubber band! I shot her with pleasure, I shot her with pride, I couldn’t have missed her, She’s forty feet wide! ---
**Author:** ![Otto](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/o/bbe5ce/32.png) [@Otto](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Otto)\ **Post date:** [August 27, 2005, 11:56pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/12 "2005-08-27T23:56:13Z")
Feh. Everyone knows Old Smokey is covered with _cheese_. And for that matter, my eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school, We have tortured all the teachers, we have hung the principal. We are marching down the halls, we are busting down the walls. Us brats are marching on! Glory, glory, halleluia! Teacher hit me with a ruler Men were at the door with a loaded .44 And there ain’t no teacher no more! ---
**Author:** ![Baker](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/b/bb73d2/32.png) [@Baker](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Baker)\ **Post date:** [August 28, 2005, 12:21am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/13 "2005-08-28T00:21:16Z")
Like I said in the other post, there are regional versions, or changed by time, or whatever. Otto, I remember the song like this. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school We have tortured every teacher, we have broken every rule We even killed the principal but he didn’t care Because he had no hair! Glory, glory hallelujah! Teacher hit me with a ruler Bopped her on the bean with a rotten tangerine And she ain’t the teacher no more! ---
**Author:** ![gardentraveler](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/gardentraveler/32/3576_2.png) [@gardentraveler](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/gardentraveler)\ **Post date:** [August 28, 2005, 12:37am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/14 "2005-08-28T00:37:01Z")
I’ve spent several hours (not constantly) trying to remember this one: We are brave, we are bold, for the liquor we can hold, in the cellars of St. Something School! Never knew all the words to it…it has another part that goes: What is the cheer we like to hear? “More beer!” Can’t think of the name of the original song (pretty sure it’s a military ditty), but I’m sure someone will stop by and provide that important info. The sort of appalling thing is that St. Something only went up to 8th grade. I graduated from it in 1972. And I think I remember people singing it as early as 6th grade. Maybe even earlier. Certainly didn’t mean a lot to me, though. Oh…and in our version of the Comet song, it made your teeth turn green and tasted like gasoline. GT ---
**Author:** ![Shagnasty](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/9dc877/32.png) [@Shagnasty](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Shagnasty)\ **Post date:** [August 28, 2005, 12:40am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/15 "2005-08-28T00:40:22Z")
Brush your teeth with Santi-Flush! Brush your teeth with Santi-Flush! No More Teeth, No More Brush Yeah Haw! Santi-Flush! ---
**Author:** ![Anastasaeon](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/a/73ab20/32.png) [@Anastasaeon](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Anastasaeon)\ **Post date:** [August 28, 2005, 12:41am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/16 "2005-08-28T00:41:30Z")
> [@Baker](#): > > _Tra-la-la-boom-di-ay > We have no school today > Our teacher passed away > We shot him yesterday. > We threw him in the bay > He scare the sharks away > Tra-la-la-boom-di-ay > We have no school today_ As girls as young as seven or eight, we used to sing a version of this on the schoolbus… only… only now that I remember it, I am just a little stunned. I _know_ I didn’t have a clue what I was really talking about back then, just a vague idea that it was something really naughty: _Tra-la-la-boom-di-ay I met a boy today He gave me fifty cents To go behind the fence He pushed me to the ground He pulled my panties down My mother was surprised To see my tummy rise My daddy jumped for joy It was a baby boy!_ I mean, holy cow! :eek: I think we mostly turned out okay. Though my graduating class had the highest rate of teenage prenancies in the province for the year. But then, the school held that dubious title for years. :smack: _I blame that song!_ 😉 ---
**Author:** ![ouryL](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/ouryl/32/6067_2.png) [@ouryL](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/ouryL)\ **Post date:** [August 28, 2005, 6:21am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/17 "2005-08-28T06:21:52Z")
Ewww! You went down on Comet! I’d hate to know what you did to Donner and Blitzem. ---
**Author:** ![Rico](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/rico/32/3582_2.png) [@Rico](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Rico)\ **Post date:** [August 28, 2005, 6:34am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/18 "2005-08-28T06:34:00Z")
> [@Baker](#): > > _Tra-la-la-boom-di-ay > We have no school today > Our teacher passed away > We shot him yesterday. > We threw him in the bay > He scare the sharks away > Tra-la-la-boom-di-ay > We have no school today_ _We had a substitute That we were going to shoot But then she ran away Tra-la-la-boom-di-ay!_ Oh Og, I’m flashing back now - it was the cafeteria food that caused these flashbacks, I’m sure! ---
**Author:** ![Larry\_Mudd](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/l/f14d63/32.png) [@Larry\_Mudd](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Larry_Mudd)\ **Post date:** [August 28, 2005, 8:31am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/19 "2005-08-28T08:31:54Z")
> [@Baker](#): > > Remember “Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory of the Burning of the School”? At least a dozen versions. Anybody else have the straight-up blasphemous version of that tune? \*Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord He descended from the heavens with a giant flaming sword He slaughtered all the heathens until he got kind of bored, and then he just went home. Glory, glory, God’ll do ya Glory, glory, God’ll do ya Glory, glory, God’ll do ya If you think for yourself.\* ---
**Author:** ![Meaty\_Beaty\_Big\_and\_Bouncy](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/m/c57346/32.png) [@Meaty\_Beaty\_Big\_and\_Bouncy](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Meaty_Beaty_Big_and_Bouncy)\ **Post date:** [August 28, 2005, 2:43pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869/20 "2005-08-28T14:43:37Z")
> [@Otto](#): > > But anyway, did you hear that Miss Suzy had a steamboat? > The steamboat had a bell. Susie pulled the wrong chord And blew us all to Hello operator, get me number nine And if you do not want to, I’ll kick your Behind the refrigerator, there was a piece of glass Susie sat upon it, and cut her little Ask me no more questions I’ll tell you no more lies that’s all I can remember [Next page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/comet/318869.md?page=2)