The boys are singing the perennial childhood favorite “The ants go marching.” Since they don’t know it well, they’re making up rhymes for each number; it’s interesting to see which turn out similar to the version I annoyed my parents with so many years ago. And then there’s this one, courtesy of the 8-year-old:
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The boys are singing the perennial childhood favorite “The ants go marching.” Since they don’t know it well, they’re making up rhymes for each number; it’s interesting to see which turn out similar to the version I annoyed my parents … Continue reading