I had to cheat and do a search for the Sippin’ Cider song. I remember singing it, but couldn’t recall anything past the first verse. Every version I could find was along the lines of the following, which I surely sang as a young boy-crazy camper!
SIPPIN’ CIDER
(Tune-The Other Day I Met A Bear)
The cutest boy
I ever saw
Was sippin’ ci-
Der through a straw
The cutest boy I ever saw
Was sippin’ ci-d-i-d-ider through a straw.
I asked him if
He’d show me how
To sip some ci-
Der through a straw …
He said of course
He’d show me how
To sip some ci-
Der through a straw…
First cheek to cheek
Then jaw to jaw
We sipped that ci-
Der through a straw…
And bit by bit
That straw did slip
And we sipped ci-
Der lip to lip…
That’s how I got
My mother-in-law
And forty-nine kids
To call me Ma…
The moral of
This little tale
Is don’t sip ci-
Der through a straw
The moral of this little tale
Is don’t sip ci-de-i-de-ider through a straw…
Drink ginger ale!
crazy4chaucer and booklover reminded me of this little ditty (hope it hasn’t been mentioned yet)
“Birdy, Birdy, in the sky
Why’d you do that in my eye?
Looks like water
Tastes like sap.
Oh my gosh, it’s birdy crap.”
Okay, maybe a little too much there at the end, but if you’re kid’s in kindergarten, they probably already know it (at least, that’s when I learned how to swear).
sodomyyyy…u must think its very odd of meee
that i enjoy the act of sodomy…
u might send the wrath o god on mee
but if u try it then u might agree
that u enjoy the act of sodomyy