Here we go looby-looby,
Here we go looby light;
Here we go looby-looby
Every Saturday night,
and so on, the "looby-looby" coming in regularly between each of the
action-verses, which are varied by "left hand in" and "out," and "right
foot in" and "out," and "left foot in" and "out," "noses," "ears," etc.,
etc., the game finishing only when the anatomy of the players has been
exhausted.
* * * * *
"~I Dree I Droppit It~" calls for a mixture of the sexes, and when the
numbers are even--or as nearly as chance affords--the players are ranged
in a ring, a boy and girl alternately facing inwards with a space
between each. The one who is "chapped out"--say it is a girl--goes
tripping round the others' backs, with a handkerchief dangling in her
hand, singing the while:--
I sent a letter to my love,
And by the way I droppit it,
I dree, I dree, I droppit it,
I dree, I dree, I droppit it;
I sent a letter to my love,
And by the way I droppit it.
There's a wee, wee doggie in our cot-neuk,
He'll no bite you, he'll no bite you;
There's a wee, wee doggie in our cot-neuk,
He'll no bite you--nor you--nor you--nor you,
and so forth, until at length she drops the handkerchief stealthily at
the heel of one of the little boys, saying "but you," and bolts round
this player, round that one, in here, out there, and away! And the boy,
who has first to pick up the handkerchief, gives chase, pursuing her
exactly in the course which she may choose to take. If he makes a wrong
turn, by that fact he is "out," and must take her place; but if he
pursues her correctly and overtakes her, he may claim a kiss for his
pains, for which heroism he will receive the applause of the crowd; and
the girl--suffused with blushes, as it may be--must try and try
again--indeed, try until she proves herself more agile than her pursuer,
whom, of course, she is always free to choose. When at length--as come
it will some time--her effort is successful, she takes her victim's
place in the ring, and he takes hers on the outside of it. And thus the
play may go on--boy and girl about--as long as time and energy will
permit.
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Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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