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Who wrote those rhymes?

In the days before the internet how comes we’d all know those rhymes? You’d bump into some kid from Yorkshire when on holiday and they’d know them. I’ll start the thread off with a classic, also why did we never question the lyrics? It seems that as long as it rhymed we didn’t mind. 

Hubba Bubba, bubble gum 
Stick it up your mother’s bum
If it sticks
Pull her tits
Then you’ll get some weetabix. 
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  • Obviously not a millwall fan, they only got as far mmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
  • Not sure if this was a local one, but when picking who was going to be it in Forty Forty etc...

    Ip dip
    dog shit
    fucking bastard
    silly git
    you are not it
  •  milk milk lemonade
    round the corner chocolate’s made.
  • Oh v
    double d
    mummy’s done a dirty wee 
  • I don't know about the rhymes but I know a guy who thinks he started the Jimmy Hill chinny reckon thing. 
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  • seth plum said:
     milk milk lemonade
    round the corner chocolate’s made.
    Beat me to it! 
  • Brownie12 said:
    Not sure if this was a local one, but when picking who was going to be it in Forty Forty etc...

    Ip dip
    dog shit
    fucking bastard
    silly git
    you are not it
    I think this is how Charlton have chosen their managers over the last few years. 
    With the Appleton appointment, they stopped at dog shit!
  • Happy birthday to you
    squashed tomato and stew
    bread and butter in the gutter
    happy birthday to you 

    That’s jingle from one of the radio 1 breakfast show DJ’s in the 70’s. Might be Tony Blackburn? When I wrote that on my nearest and dearest’s BDay card a few years ago, she didn’t talk to me for a week .. and that’s why I continue to write it to this day 😳
  • I got an Auntie Cissy
    And she has only got one tittie
    Its very long and pointed and the nipple double jointed 
  • _MrDick said:
    Happy birthday to you
    squashed tomato and stew
    bread and butter in the gutter
    happy birthday to you 

    That’s jingle from one of the radio 1 breakfast show DJ’s in the 70’s. Might be Tony Blackburn? When I wrote that on my nearest and dearest’s BDay card a few years ago, she didn’t talk to me for a week .. and that’s why I continue to write it to this day 😳
    We used to sing that exact rhyme when I was at primary school in the early 1960s.

    Probably much older than that. 

  • We three kings of Leicester Square,
    Selling knickers tuppence a pair,
    So fantastic,
    No elastic,
    Not very safe to wear
    We four boys of Liverpool are
    John on a scooter George in a car
     Paul in a taxi bibbing his hooter 
    followed by Ringo Starr.
  • wouldn’t it 
    wouldn’t it
    wouldn’t it be funny 
    if a lady had a wooden tit
    wouldn’t it?
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  • Viz published a hilarious ‘obituary’ of the pre-eminent playground poet and professor of playground poetry once. I can’t find it, but it would be worth putting up here if someone can.
  • buckshee said:
    In the days before the internet how comes we’d all know those rhymes? You’d bump into some kid from Yorkshire when on holiday and they’d know them. I’ll start the thread off with a classic, also why did we never question the lyrics? It seems that as long as it rhymed we didn’t mind. 

    Hubba Bubba, bubble gum 
    Stick it up your mother’s bum
    If it sticks
    Pull her tits
    Then you’ll get some weetabix. 

    Yum Yum Chewing gum
    stick it up your mothers bum
    if it's brown,pull it down
    yum yum chewing gum

  • When Irish eyes smiling
    I took her down the lane
    I gave her what she wanted
    and left her there in pain.

  • Not sure if this was a local one, but when picking who was going to be it in Forty Forty etc...

    Ip dip
    dog shit
    fucking bastard
    silly git
    you are not it
    From the bible when Jesus was trying to decide out of Judas Iscariot and A N Other, who bubbled him up.
  • Weren't there one about Hitler only having one ball and the other being in the Albert Hall?
  • buckshee said:
    In the days before the internet how comes we’d all know those rhymes? You’d bump into some kid from Yorkshire when on holiday and they’d know them. I’ll start the thread off with a classic, also why did we never question the lyrics? It seems that as long as it rhymed we didn’t mind. 

    Hubba Bubba, bubble gum 
    Stick it up your mother’s bum
    If it sticks
    Pull her tits
    Then you’ll get some weetabix. 

    Yum Yum Chewing gum
    stick it up your mothers bum
    if it's brown,pull it down
    yum yum chewing gum

    Think that ones out the Webber / Rice stable
  • We three kings of Leicester Square,
    Selling knickers tuppence a pair,
    So fantastic,
    No elastic,
    Not very safe to wear 
    We four boys of Liverpool are
    John on a scooter George in a car
     Paul in a taxi bibbing his hooter 
    followed by Ringo Starr.
    I heard it as:
    We four Beatles from Liverpool are
    Paul in a taxi, John in a car.
    George on a scooter 
    Bibbing his hooter
    Following Ringo Starr

    That has the proper rhyming pattern 
  • _MrDick said:
    Happy birthday to you
    squashed tomato and stew
    bread and butter in the gutter
    happy birthday to you 

    That’s jingle from one of the radio 1 breakfast show DJ’s in the 70’s. Might be Tony Blackburn? When I wrote that on my nearest and dearest’s BDay card a few years ago, she didn’t talk to me for a week .. and that’s why I continue to write it to this day 😳
    Happy birthday to you
    Squashed tomatoes and stew
    You look like a monkey
    And you smell like one too
  • Batman and Robin in the batmobile
    Batman did a fart and paralysed the wheels 
    The wheels couldn't take it
    The engine blew apart
    And all because of Batman and his supersonic fart
  • A little puff of wind, coming from the heart,
    On it's journey downwards is commonly called a fart,
    A fart is good for everyone; gives everybody ease,
    It warms the bed in winter and is music to the fleas.
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