red rover, red rover, let bushie come over.
not by the hair of my chinny chin chin.
so i'll huff and i'll puff and i'll blow your house down!
shiver me timbers, we got ourselves an avalanche?
blow me down!
upchuck your numbchucks!
make sure you're alive for arbor day!
and so it goes
another inconsequentional thing you are still somewhat curious about
patterns are evil