The cadence of the bunny song in my head is reminding me of rope skipping rhymes. I never knew all the words to the bunny song. Now I’m trying to remember the rhyme about miss lucy had a baby. Great. Or is that a hand-clapping rhyme? bah I’m old
http://inky.50megs.com/idlechild/songs/misslucy.htm
ahaha that’s funny, and definitely a jump rope song. Link is to lyrics for Miss Lucy.
You have to make the hand gestures!
:::Makes rabbit ears and bounces them in front of herself:::
Little Rabit Foo Foo
Hopping through the forest
:::Makes scooping motion:::
Scooping up the field mice
And bopping them on the head
:::makes bopping motion with closed fist and open hand smack:::
And down came the Good Fairy
:::makes floating motion:::
And she said… :::makes a nagging motion, hand on hip with finger waggle:::
ah, memories.
When I was a kid, I assumed that “Hare today, goon tomorrow” WAS the original form, and I thought my grandmother was making a hilarious joke when she said “Here today, gone tomorrow.” Five-year-olds are silly 
You probably have, just without the words. Surely you’ve seen Beaky Buzzard.
ETA: the second one does have part of the first verse!
I taught my 3-year-old student “Bunny Foo Foo” and “Baby Bumblebee.” Him singing Bunny Foo Foo is possibly the cutest thing ON EARTH, because he does all the gestures perfectly, but he sings a garbled version of the lyrics that includes the line, “scoop a fee mice and bop a head!”
His grandfather was dismayed at his love of the Baby Bumblebee song. The progression of the bumblebee is squished, licked up, barfed up, and cleaned up.
Nobody likes me
Everybody hates me
Think I’ll go eat worms!
Thin ones, fat ones,
little bitty wiggly ones
Think I’ll go eat worms.
My Granddaddy used to sing that one to us.
I can’t say I’ve ever heard of Little Bunny Foo Foo. My campfire experiences mostly involve drinking tequila and daring each other to piss in the embers.
May you have only sons, Siam Sam.
I love Little Bunny FuFu. The version I learned as a girl scout is much like Hockey Monkey’s.
That would work better, because it’s next to impossible to persuade girls to pee in the embers.
Yeah, the hand gestures are essential. I learned Little Rabbit Foo Foo at day camp. Never learned the Bumble Bee song until I was an adult, when my younger sister taught it to my toddling daughter. My daughter was delighted with the Bumble Bee song, and performed all the hand gestures perfectly.
Is it wrong to bop a three year old on the head when she sings this? No? Well I’d never do that.
Little Bunny Foo Foo was a popular subject for skits in the Scouts. My favorite one was where the number of people playing field mice kept increasing with each verse, and by the last verse there were more than a dozen. Little Bunny Foo Foo didn’t fare so well that time.
The version I learned was:
Nobody likes me
Everybody hates
I’m gonna eat some worms
Long slim slimy ones
Short fat juicy ones
Itsy bitsy fuzzy wuzzy worms
And my version of the worm song was:
Nobody likes me
Everybody hates me
Guess I’ll go eat worms.
Big fat squishy ones,
little bitty scrawny ones
but I forgot my spoon.
Chop off their heads
and squeeze out the tails
and throw the rest away.
Nobody knows
how I survive
on worms 3 times a day!
Anyone remember this one?
Ohhhh…great green gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat, birdies little dirty feet.
Ohhhh…great green gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts
And I forgot my spoon.
I…brought…my…straw!
SLURP!
That one I learned in the Scouts!
No, no, no, it’s:
Great green globs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
Little dirty birdy’s feet
French-fried eyeballs rolling down the alley street
Ooops, I forgot my spoon.
So I’ll drink it with a straw.
ETA: The kids on my camp bus made up a second verse:
Great green globs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Peanut-butter hippo butts
Hotdogs that taste like mutts
Little baby bumblebees flying through my open cuts
Oops, I forgot my spoon.
The version I learned from my dad:
Great green globs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Mutilated monkeys meat
Putrifacted porpoise pus
Great green glob of greasy grimy gopher guts
And I forgot my spoon
We used to do that all the time as kids. I’ve never met anyone else outside of my home town who knew it though.
Is it just a mid-western thing?
Great green gobs of granulated gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
Dirty little birdy feet
French fried eyeballs simmered in a bowl of blood
Forgot my spoon, but I got my straw SLUUURP!
The version I know is
Great green gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
Itty bitty birdie feet
French fried eyeballs rolling in a pan of grease
And I forgot my spoon
Funny how these things change from place to place and year by year.
How about “On Top of Spaghetti” (to the tune of Old Smokey) or “Found a Peanut”?