Clapping game
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A clapping game is type of cooperative (ie non-competitive) game which is generally played by two players.
The template of a standard clapping game is for the participants to strike each other's hand(s) in a rhythmic fashion while reciting a rhyme. The clapping pattern is often improvised. The rhyme is very similar to a jump-rope rhyme.
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The clapping games
Hello, Operator...
Miss Molly had a steamboat the steamboat had a bell (Ding, Ding), Miss Molly went to Heaven, the steamboat went to Hell-o operator please give me number nine, And if you disconnect me, I'll kick you from Behind the 'fridgerator there was a piece of glass, Miss Molly sat upon it and broke her big fat ass-k me no more questions, tell me no more lies, The boys are in the bathroom room zipping up their Flies are in the city, the bees are in the park, Miss Molly and her boyfriend are kissing in the D-A-R-K D-A-R-K, DARK, DARK, DARK, Dark is like a movie, a movie's like a show, a show is like a tv show, and that is all I know!
A variant of the lines are:
"Miss Susy had a steamboat...D-A-R-K D-A-R-K DARK, DARK, DARK! Darker than the ocean, darker than the sea, darker than the underwear my mother puts on me!"
Cici, My Playmate...
Cici, my brother Come out and play with me And bring your dollies, three Climb up my apple tree Slide down my rainbow Into my cellar door And we'll be jolly friends Forever more, more, shut the door!
Another variation is: Cici, my playmate come out and play with me, and bring your dollies please, into my apple tree. Slide down my rainbow, into my pot of gold, and we'll be jolly friends forever more, more, shut the door.
Cici, My Playmate...(more vulgar)
Cici, My Playmate, I can't come out today, because of yesterday, 3 boys came around my way, they paid me 50cents, to lay upon the fence, they said it wouldn't hurt, they stuck it up my skirt. My mother was suprised, to see my belly rise, my father was disgusted to know my cherry busted, my sister sounded mean, when she heard me scream, my brother jumped for joy, to see a baby boy!
Another variation is:
Hey Hey Little Playmate...
First person: Hey hey little playmate, Come out and play with me, And bring your dollies three, Climb up my apple tree, Slide down my rainbow, Into my cellar door, And we'll be playmates, Forever more, 1, 2, 3, 4!
Second person: Hey hey little playmate, Can't come out and play with you, My dollies got the flu, Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo, Can't climb up your apple tree, Or slide down your rainbow, Into your cellar door, But we'll be playmates, Forever more, 1, 2, 3, 4!
My mother your mother...
My mamma yo mamma live across the street 18, 19 Broadway St., every time they have a fight this what they say: boys are rotten, made out of cotton; girls are handy, made out of candy; boys go to jupiter to get more stupider; girls go to college to get more knowledge; boys drink whiskey and get more frisky; girls drink Pepsi and get more sexy...icky-bicky soda popper -- icky-bicky boo; icky-bicky soda popper -- i choose you!
Oh Mella...
oh Mella (CLAP 3 TIMES) kiss a fella (CLAP 3 TIMES)lazy boys (CLAP 3 TIMES)ping pong (CLAP 3 TIMES (FASTER NOW) oh mella kiss a fella lazy boys ping pong turn around touch the ground freeze
Boys are...
Boys are cheats and liars they're such a big disgrace they will tell you anything to get to second base--ball, baseball he thinks he's gonna score if you let him go all the way, then you are a hor--ticulturist studies flowers, geologist studies rocks the only thing he wants from you is a place to put his cock--roaches, beetles, butterflies and bugs nothing makes him happier than a giant pair of jug--glers and acrobats and a dancing bear named chuck all guys really want to do is--forget it, no such luck.
Apple on a stick...
Apple on a stick; makes me sick; makes my heart go 246; not because you're dirty; and not because you're clean; not because you kiss a boy behind a magazine; boys boys having fun; along came a teacher with a big fat bum; she can wiggle; she can wobble; and do the splits I bet ya; I bet ya she can't do this; close your eyes and count to ten; if you mess it up you're a big fat hen; 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10; you're a big fat hen!'