When I was a wee child, and too small to use the outside toilet on my own, my mum used to sit with me and we played a rhyming game.
Mariah, Mariah she peed in the fire
The fire was so hot she peed in the pot
The pot was so low she peed in the snow
The snow was so white she peed in the night
The night was so black she peed in the sack
The sack was so rotten ...
... but now I have forgotten.
But of course, I have not.
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