Liverpudlian nonsense prose

[Rosa Xanthina]

I wonder if there are any Liverpudlians out there who might be able to answer what may seem to be a rather daft question.   I was born in 1942 and as a young child my mother, who was born and bred in Liverpool, taught me two pieces of nonsense prose.   One went as follows:  “Ar rar chicker rar, chicker rar rooney, rooney pooney ping pong piney, arra karra whisker, chinese chunk”.    I remember liking the other one better as it was more challenging but I can’t bring it to mind.  Does anyone remember anything similar from their childhood?  I would be particularly interested to know the origin.
Rosa

[suzard]

We used to chant one which sounded like this:

Eeny meeny macaraca,
rara ria dominica,
Chiraka lolipoopa
??

can't remember the last line


Suz

[Ringoroses]

Eeny meeny macaraca
Er shnide dominaca
Gloriaca (something else acka 
Rum tom tush 

I googled the first line and it came up with this 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A271775

[purplekat]

I remember a horrible one that started off

yella bella custard, green snot pie   

I won't finish it off the beginning is bad enough, the rest will make you feel sick   

[Elleray Girl]

Oh I remember yella belly custard....!!

the other one I recall was "inky pinky ponky"  hehe good times.....

[liverbird09]

I remember a skipping chant. A girl/boy took each end of a very long, very thick rope (probably a ship's rope) they needed two hands to turn it. It would hit the ground with a dull thwack....thwack....thwack...soon became expert at jumping in and skipping or suffer the consequences.
The chant came with actions too whilst skipping:
Can you do the caseball, can you do the kicks..
Can you do the twirly whirly, can you do the splits(leg either side of rope!)
The Queen bows, the King salutes..
The girls show their knickers and the boys blow them kisses...
and they all shout hurray(jump out of turning rope, next in line jumps in)

Anyone else remember this or did I dream it..so long ago, happy days.

[Ringoroses]

No I remember it too! 

[suzard]

another skippinng rhyme

We are the girl guides dressed in blue
These are the things we must do
Bow to the King
Curtsey to the Queen
And turn our backs on the boys in green

and a nonsense one

There they are see them go
Forty Lorries in a row
They aren't lorries they are trucks
Full of cows and hens and ducks

and do you remember the skipping one

Jelly on a plate, jelly on a plate,
Wibble wobble wibble wobble
Jelly on a plate
Sausage in a pan, sausage in a pan
Sizzle sozzle sizzle sozzle
Sausage in a pan

I'm sure there were more verses???

Suz

[liverbird09]

  Ahh, yes, I remember them well....carefree days, in my Liverpool home.