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Surf City Plus One

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These Brewer’s blackbirds are enjoying their day at the beach.

Remember the Beach Boys’ song, “Surf City”? Two girls for every boy?

Well, at this beach, it’s three girls for every boy. You may have to look hard for the sixth “girl.”

Black Bart at the bottom right says, “Now listen here, gang. It’s all very fine to cavort around, playing ‘king of the castle’ on this boulder, and leaping off it like you’re an Acapulco cliff diver, but keep in mind these are dangerous times.

“We have to stay in our bubble. Anything up to 23 is fine, but never, never, never be part of a group of 24.”

“But that just doesn’t make any sense,” chirped Betsy Brewer. “If it’s okay to be in a group of 23, what’s one more?”

Black Bart puffed up his chest. “What’s one more?” He shook his head sadly. “Betsy, Betsy, Betsy. I’ll tell you what one more is. It’s blackbird pie!

“Good grief! Haven’t you heard of four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie? Here, I’ll recite it for you.

Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye,
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.

When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing—
Wasn’t that a dainty dish
To set before the king?

The king was in the counting-house
Counting out his money,
The queen was in the parlor
Eating bread and honey,

The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes.
Along came a blackbird
And snipped off her nose.

Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye,
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.

When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing—
Wasn’t that a dainty dish
To set before the king?”

Betsy felt foolish at first, but she was not to be shamed so easily. “That’s okay,” she chirped. “When the pie is opened and the birds begin to sing, that will be me with my lovely voice, and I will please the king … and who knows? Maybe I’ll be rich.”

Black Bart rolled his eyes. “Yeah, that’s rich, all right. Rich, like a rich gravy is what you’ll be.”

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16 thoughts on “Surf City Plus One

  1. I love that song, Anneli, I remember it from when I was a kid! A fun song without the language used today… 👍🏻

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  2. That’s the spirit, Betsy! Go for it! 🙂
    I haven’t heard that song for many, many years.

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  3. I don´t know this song but it is a nice one, I am sure off it! Just lovely.

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  4. Always one of my favorites!

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  5. That was a fun read, Anneli. You are amazing.

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  6. Another entertaining post, Anneli. Thank you for reminding us of this little nursery rhyme. I also wonder if little ones these days still recite the old long standing rhymes.

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    • No, they don’t. Even before I retired from teaching, I was shocked at how few knew these rhymes that were standard in every household back in our day. It’s sad that they miss so much. The fairy tales went by the wayside because there was “too much violence” and these have been replaced with video games with beheadings and shootings.

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  7. A fun post, Anneli. The wildlife around your place is a talkative (and songful) bunch. 🙂

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  8. A lot of interpretations of this rhyme, I remember liking it as a kid.

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