In 6th grade we could get some bonus point on our final exam for knowing how to spell pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis (which isn't actually that hard to spell, just long) and I've never forgotten how.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Hobos and tramps,

Crosseyed mosquitoes

And bowlegged ants:

I come before you to stand behind you

To tell you something I know nothing about.

The price is free, so pay at the door.

There are plenty of seats, so sit on the floor.

One bright morning in the middle of the night

Two dead boys got into a fight.

Back to back they faced each other,

Took out their swords and shot one another.

A deaf policeman heard the noise

And came and killed the two dead boys.

If you don’t believe me, ask the blind man;

He saw everything.

Memorized while bored in elementary school

The lyrics to Spell it Out by The Lonely Island

ι.ε.ε.σ.κ. (Greek letters)

It's the initials of some words from a class about home economics at school. I thought it would help me memorize them, but almost immediatly decided not to memorize them that way, because I feared that if I kept doing it for such unimportant things I'd soon fill up the space on my brain or at least it would become less effective of a memorizing mechanism over time.

Well, thought a bit too hard about not doing so I ended up remembering the initials. Until some time ago I think I event remembered the whole words.

As with others, a couple of childhood telephone numbers, and 6 times 8, 48; 8 times, 8 Chevalier, helped me with multiplication tables. For some reason 🙃

"Officer Cupcake" the local D.A.R.E. cop that did the school lectures.

A song from grade school: "Oh it's forty below in the winter, and it's twenty below in the fall, and it rises to zero in springtime, and we don't have no summer at all".

A B A C A B B

The egg song, for the past 19 years. I always remember the lyrics and I don't know why.

Eggs! Get your eggs here! Fresh and white eggs are heeeeere!

My locker combination in high-school. I’m 61 now and haven’t needed it for 43 years, so I can give it to you: 9-16-37

The words to "The going to bed book" by Sandra Boynton. I've read it to my son at night since the day he was born. It didn't take long until my wife and I no longer needed the book.

Also, all of the U.S. states in alphabetical order set to a tune. That came from some cassette tape that my mother used to play to us (she was a school teacher.)

The lyrics to Skibidi Biden

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