Nursery Rhyme
In the 19th and 20th centuries, Cockle-Bread was a children's game in which one squats on his/her haunches with hands clasped beneath the thighs, while others grasp his/her arms and swing him/her to and fro. This action was often accompanied by a rhyme:
- My granny is sick and now is dead
- And we'll go mould some cocklety bread
- Up with the heels and down with the head
- And that's the way to make cocklety bread.
Read more about this topic: Cockle Bread
Famous quotes by nursery rhyme:
“Yes, I know.
Death sits with his key in my lock.
Not one day is taken for granted.
Even nursery rhymes have put me in hock.”
—Anne Sexton (19281974)
“What is your fortune, my pretty maid?
My face is my fortune, Sir, she said.”
—Where Are You Going to, My Pretty Maid? Nursery rhyme.