My grandfather died 2 years ago. In reading about bereavement for pastoral counseling I started thinking about that. It made me think of the jingle, poem, whatever it is that all us grandkids learned.
Honko Tonko, Hokey Pokey
Hingery Jingery sokey mokey
Honko tonko, Hoke Poke
all in the Tonago Islands
Hey ro, Jay ro
Long come a rat trap
Penny winkle, yellow bubble
ring gum bonnie micha kime bo
I have no idea what it means. I have no idea if it is spelled correctly as we learned it by rote.
Someone taught it to my grandfather and he taught it to us.
Makes me smile though!
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