November 11, 2004

Apparently I had a donkey, it died, and I cried.

My daughter, a kindergartener, came home with a new rhyme today that I had never heard before.  It goes something like this:

Inky Binky Bonky
Daddy had a donkey.
The donkey died.
Daddy cried.
Inky Binky Bonky.

This rhyme is used like those to determine who's it, like “One Potato, Two Potato”, “Eenie Meeney Minny Moe”, and the countless mother's dirty dishrags exposed over time.  I had never heard of this one before, though.  And I thought I had heard it all. :)

Ahh, those were the days weren't they!?  When you decided who had to do something by “putting in your dukes“ and the size of the dukes (small dukes or big dukes) was inversely proportional to the weight of the decision.  It was okay to use big dukes to decide who was going to be it first during a game of flashlight tag, but you had to use little dukes for something important like deciding who was going to jump Mrs. Johnson's fence and try to outmaneuver her ferocious 5 pound poodle to get the foul ball that accidentally flew into her yard.

Next time I'm part of a group faced with a decision about who will have to perform a task, I'm going to tell them all, “Put in your dukes.  Little dukes. Ready.  One potato, two potato, three potato, four ...” 

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