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The other day we were walking to school and Lucia said, "When I say bye girl, bye girl, you say burning bread. Ready?"
That sounded familiar. Then I remembered about a year ago (she would've been 2) singing Blake's "Tyger Tyger burning bright" to her before bedtime. The form had stayed in her memory, but she made the content her own.
"Bye girl, bye girl." "Burning bread."