Or not.
Oz doesn't, I discovered the other day. "How is that possible? You did scouting. It's a camp song. Everybody knows Little Bunny Foo Foo." I sang it a couple times, but it didn't ring any bells.
Back at me, he sang "The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out ."
This precipitated googling once we got home. I found lots of pages with the Little Bunny Foo Foo lyrics, even Wikipedia has Little Bunny Foo Foo. Cool, though I'll have to verify their statement that the tune is from Verdi's Messa da Requiem. If it is, hey, forewarned is forearmed. If I ever heard that in concert and the Little Bunny Foo Foo tune popped up all surprising, I'd probably start laughing and say, "Omigod, it's Little Bunny Foo Foo!" And get run out by the ushers.
Oz googled the worms and found a site (I don't have the link) with a huge collection of children's doggerel. He didn't recognize a lot of those either, but started cackling when I could recognize the song from a couple words and sing the whole thing.
"They got that one wrong. It's 'Comet, it tastes like gasoline' not Listerine. How do you not know that one? Oh, that's right. You were an altar boy. You were in the choir. You only sang hymns. But you were in scouting."
"Yeah, and we chopped down trees and built fires. We didn't sing about abusing field mice like you evil Girl Scouts."
250 words | May 17, 2006 09:15 PM | Real true storySo I hope you know the words to the Teddybear's picnic. "If you go into the woods today, you're in for a big surprise ..."
Posted by: Derek at May 22, 2006 04:56 AMNo, I do not. I've never even heard it, though I've heard of it.
Posted by: 100 word minimum at May 22, 2006 08:11 AM