Most of the words of this rhyme are nonsense.

Game Instructions

Everybody puts out one fist. On the last syllable, the one whose fist it falls upon hides it behind their back and so on till there's only one child left. That child becomes the one who's "It".

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Sheet Music

Sheet Music - Poing, féminin, godin

Thanks and Acknowledgements

Many thanks to Monique Palomares for contributing and translating this song!

Merci beaucoup!

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