Patrushka

Sung slowly a cappella in that high register only second grade schoolchildren can attain:

Where is Patrushka,
Patrushka?
I went asking
Near and far.
All up and down the town
In the hope I’d track her down
All up and down the town
In the hope I’d track her down.

Then my table-mate Patty threw up purple candy and milk all over her desk and the janitor had to come in with a mop while all twenty-five of us seven-year-olds were evacuated in a gross-out panic.

- Scenes from Mrs. Torgeson’s second grade class c. 1975.