When I was a kid, we had the story of Rindercella taped to our refrigerator. I loved reading it. I grew up in a family where the dominant form of humor was puns, including Spoonerisms. While I was first discovering teh Intarwebs, I looked for Rindercella, a candidate for being somewhere online if ever there was one. I never found it (although I did find Round Tuits, one of which my grandmother had).
Until today, when I said “nidmight”, a reference to it that all of my family would have gotten, and had to explain about how Rindercella slopped her dripper at nidmight. Then I Googled it & behold! A piece of my childhood to inflict upon my readers, muahaha!
Incidentally, for some reason, I thought of this the other day in the car & was impressed I remembered it all:
Early this morning, in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords, and shot each other.
The deaf policeman heard the noise,
Came and killed those two dead boys.
And if you don’t believe this lie is true,
As the blindman—he saw it, too!
(teh Intarwebs give a different version, but this is the one I decided it was imperative that I learn by heart as a child.)