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:
“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.
“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 (1928–1974)