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(I, too, am confused about what does and doesn't meet the fresh test... But here goes!)
My freshness is in my grandchildren. Here's a nonsense rhyme I wrote for our three-year old on his birthday. (He thinks the word "underpants" is hilarious). For me, this is fresh:
THE UNDERPANTS SONG
To the tune "It's Raining, It's Pouring"
Ding Dong!
Who’s there?
A little old man in his underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who’s there?
Two barking dogs in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who‘s there?
Three pink pigs in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who’s there?
Four swinging monkeys in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who’s there?
Five dizzy ducks in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who’s there?
Six pretty ponies in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who’s there?
Seven hungry hippos in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who’s there?
Eight angry birds in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who’s there?
Nine naughty cats in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who’s there?
Ten silly boys in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who’s there?
Eleven leprechauns in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who's there?
Twelve long-necked giraffes in their underwear!
Ding Dong!
Who's there?
It's only me and I'm in my underwear!
Da-de-ta-de-ta-da
Ta-de-ta-da-de-da!
Da-de-ta-de-ta-da
Ta-de-ta-da-de-da!
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