When playing wiffleball in the street as a child, the customary shout-out when a player spotted an approaching vehicle was:
Car, car, C-A-R, stick your head in a jelly jar. (At which point all pedestrian participants would move just enough toward the sides of the street to allow the vehicle to pass by with millimeters to spare on either side without maiming a child.)
This brings to mind another childhood chant, used to taunt anyone who sustained any kind of injury, particularly if the prevailing opinion was that the injury was lacking in severity:
Baby, baby, stick your head in gravy.
Wash it off with bubble gum and you'll be in the Navy.
For those who apparently stuck their heads in gravy, I apologize for my childishness and sincerely thank you for your service!
Car, car, C-A-R, stick your head in a jelly jar. (At which point all pedestrian participants would move just enough toward the sides of the street to allow the vehicle to pass by with millimeters to spare on either side without maiming a child.)
This brings to mind another childhood chant, used to taunt anyone who sustained any kind of injury, particularly if the prevailing opinion was that the injury was lacking in severity:
Baby, baby, stick your head in gravy.
Wash it off with bubble gum and you'll be in the Navy.
For those who apparently stuck their heads in gravy, I apologize for my childishness and sincerely thank you for your service!