{"id":65,"date":"2008-02-06T11:50:09","date_gmt":"2008-02-06T11:50:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/example.com\/?p=65"},"modified":"2008-02-06T11:50:09","modified_gmt":"2008-02-06T11:50:09","slug":"nursery-rhymes-our-kids","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/statueofpuberty.com\/sp\/2008\/02\/06\/nursery-rhymes-our-kids\/","title":{"rendered":"Nursery Rhymes – Our Kids"},"content":{"rendered":"

Our kids (in particular, the Ghoshs, the Iyers, the Kunders, Mehtas, Manniges, Palanys, Yederys, Raos, Joshis, Nadkarnis, Mathurs, Tanks) <\/span>would one day exhibit a part of our genome (time to go woohoo) when their nursery rhymes go like …<\/span><\/p>\n

Iyer’s<\/a> kid<\/span>
\n twinkle twinkle little star<\/span>
\nhow i wonder how you are<\/span>
\nup above the world so high<\/span>
\nappa amma in the sky<\/span>
\nyeh jo chaand hai na ….<\/span><\/p>\n

Alap’s<\/a> kid<\/span>
\njohnny johnny <\/span>
\n yes papa<\/span>
\neating sugar <\/span>
\nno papa<\/span>
\ntelling lies<\/span>
\nno papa<\/span>
\nopen your mouth<\/span>
\ngo F#*$ yourself<\/span><\/p>\n

Baangd’s kid<\/span>
\nmary had a little lamb<\/span>
\nlittle lamb, little lamb<\/span>
\n mary had a little lamb<\/span>
\nto kya mein naachu? <\/span>
\ndaaad, i want busta rhymes<\/span><\/p>\n

Mannu’s kid<\/span>
\nBaa, baa black sheep<\/span>
\nHave you any food<\/span>
\nYes sir, yes sir<\/span>
\nThree bags full<\/span>
\n Sahi hai Sahi hai<\/span>
\nMa, i’m hungry, gimme thepla and undhio<\/span><\/p>\n

Andy’s kid<\/span>
\nRow, row, row your boat<\/span>
\nGently Down the stream.<\/span>
\nMerrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,<\/span>
\nLife is but a dream.<\/span>
\nI will still not tell Krupal’s kid<\/span>
\nki woh roti kyu khaata hai<\/span><\/p>\n

Abhi’s kid<\/span>
\nLondon Bridge is falling down,<\/span>
\nFalling down, falling down.<\/span>
\nLondon Bridge is falling down,<\/span>
\nLamba story hai, baadmein batayega<\/span><\/p>\n

Paro’s<\/a> kid<\/span>
\n Jack and Jill went up the hill,<\/span>
\n To fetch a pail of water,<\/span>
\nI willin’t tell you what happened afterwards<\/span><\/p>\n

Bird’s<\/a> kid<\/span>
\nThis old man, he played one;<\/span>
\nHe played knick-knack on my thumb.<\/span>
\nWith a knick-knack, paddy whack,<\/span>
\n This old man, hey he’s my own dad.<\/span>
\n
\nApoo’s<\/a> kid
\n<\/span><\/span>A B C D E F G<\/span>
\nH I J K Let me go pee<\/span>
\nOld MacDonald had a farm, E I E I O,<\/span>
\n Now I know my ABCs<\/span><\/p>\n

Pully’s kid<\/span>
\n<\/span>Ring-a-ring o’roses<\/span>
\nA pocket full of posies,<\/span>
\nAtishoo! Atishoo!<\/span>
\nWe all fall down.<\/span>
\n This is not helping me Pa<\/span>
\nCan i please study for my SATs<\/span><\/p>\n

Harshal’s kid<\/span>
\nHickory, dickory, dock,<\/span>
\n The mouse ran up the clock.<\/span>
\nAMD struck one<\/span>
\nIntel struck nine<\/span>
\nHickory, dickory, dock<\/span>
\nI want to clock my block<\/span><\/p>\n

Alpu’s kid<\/span>
\nSpiderman, Spiderman<\/span>
\nFriendly neighbourhood Spiderman<\/span>
\n (Interrupted by Dad)<\/span>
\n“That’s not a Nursery Rhyme”<\/span>
\nI know dad, I was teasing<\/span><\/p>\n

Pals’ kid<\/span>
\nHumpty Dumpty <\/span>
\nSat on a wall<\/span>
\nHumpty Dumpty<\/span>
\nHad a great fall<\/span>
\n Waaaaaaah Waaaaaah<\/span>
\nMuuuhMeeeeee<\/span><\/p>\n

Krupal’s kid<\/span>
\n I’m a little teapot<\/span>
\n Short and stout<\/span>
\n Here is my handle<\/span>
\n Here is my spout<\/span>
\n When I get all steamed up<\/span>
\n Hear me shout<\/span>
\n I sound like my daddy<\/span>
\n and bloj in my shorts<\/p>\n

<\/span>This post attempts to illustrate the choices made by us and their inherited follies. With that knowledge in order, <\/span>it may also hurt sentiments of all those mentioned above and also turn nasty with riot bombs being hurled towards me by respective spouses. Worry not, coz I promise to bring their genome pools into a fresh batch of Nursery Rhymes as well. I sure can wait till everyone above ties the knot.<\/p>\n

Also a third version will be created, which will have a mix-match of the husband-wife combined gene pool and direct attempts to assassinate their characters is quite obviously imminent.<\/p>\n

Disclaimer: If any of the above families feel the need to dispute on the Rhyme selected and it’s inherited style, they may do so by actually procreating (usually takes nine months and a couple of years at least for the first few words to pop out) thereby proving that their respective kid sings the rhyme differently. All qualms of suing me will be taken in light spirit with mixing agents like cola or soda to be consumed at Alap’s place.
\n<\/span>
\nI would also like to invite you all to post alternatives to the above Rhymes in the comments<\/span> section below, in true spirit, exhibiting all possible characteristics of the aforementioned (including me) with no qualms on holding back on assassination attempts.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Our kids (in particular, the Ghoshs, the Iyers, the Kunders, Mehtas, Manniges, Palanys, Yederys, Raos, Joshis, Nadkarnis, Mathurs, Tanks) would one day exhibit a part of our genome (time to go woohoo) when their nursery rhymes go like … Iyer’s kid twinkle twinkle little star how i wonder how you are up above the world so high appa amma in the sky yeh jo chaand hai na …. Alap’s kid johnny johnny yes papa eating sugar no papa telling lies no papa open your mouth go F#*$ yourself Baangd’s kid mary had a little lamb little lamb, little lamb mary had a little lamb to kya mein naachu? daaad, i want busta rhymes Mannu’s kid Baa, baa black sheep Have you any food Yes sir, yes sir Three bags full Sahi hai Sahi hai Ma, i’m hungry, gimme thepla and undhio Andy’s kid Row, row, row your boat Gently Down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, Life is but a dream. I will still not tell Krupal’s kid ki woh roti kyu khaata hai Abhi’s kid London Bridge is falling down, Falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, Lamba story hai, baadmein batayega Paro’s kid Jack and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water, I willin’t tell you what happened afterwards Bird’s kid This old man, he played one; He played knick-knack on my thumb. With a knick-knack, paddy whack, This old man, hey he’s my own dad. Apoo’s kid A B C D E F G H I J K Let me go pee Old MacDonald had a farm, E I E I O, Now I know my ABCs Pully’s kid Ring-a-ring o’roses A pocket full of posies, Atishoo! Atishoo! We all fall down. This is not helping me Pa Can i please study for my SATs Harshal’s kid Hickory, dickory, dock, The mouse ran up the clock. AMD struck one Intel struck nine Hickory, dickory, dock I want to clock my block Alpu’s kid Spiderman, Spiderman Friendly neighbourhood Spiderman (Interrupted by Dad) “That’s not a Nursery Rhyme” I know dad, I was teasing Pals’ kid Humpty Dumpty Sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty Had a great fall Waaaaaaah Waaaaaah MuuuhMeeeeee Krupal’s kid I’m a little teapot Short and stout Here is my handle Here is my spout When I get all steamed up Hear me shout I sound like my daddy and bloj in my shorts This post attempts to illustrate the choices made by us and their inherited follies. With that knowledge in order, it may also hurt sentiments of all those mentioned above and also turn nasty with riot bombs being hurled towards me by respective spouses. Worry not, coz I promise to bring their genome pools into a fresh batch of Nursery Rhymes as well. I sure can wait till everyone above ties the knot. Also a third version will be created, which will have a mix-match of the husband-wife combined gene pool and direct attempts to assassinate their characters is quite obviously imminent. Disclaimer: If any of the above families feel the need to dispute on the Rhyme selected and it’s inherited style, they may do so by actually procreating (usually takes nine months and a couple of years at least for the first few words to pop out) thereby proving that their respective kid sings the rhyme differently. All qualms of suing me will be taken in light spirit with mixing agents like cola or soda to be consumed at Alap’s place. I would also like to invite you all to post alternatives to the above Rhymes in the comments section below, in true spirit, exhibiting all possible characteristics of the aforementioned (including me) with no qualms on holding back on assassination attempts.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_themeisle_gutenberg_block_has_review":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-65","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/statueofpuberty.com\/sp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/statueofpuberty.com\/sp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/statueofpuberty.com\/sp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/statueofpuberty.com\/sp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/statueofpuberty.com\/sp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=65"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/statueofpuberty.com\/sp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/statueofpuberty.com\/sp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=65"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/statueofpuberty.com\/sp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=65"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/statueofpuberty.com\/sp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=65"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}