One of the many functions of grandmothers is to burble inane rhymes to babies and small children, thus ensuring that they grow up to be suitably simple-minded and conformist members of their tribe. One of my grandmother's favourites went....
(first name, surname) I declare,
Silk and satin you shall wear.
Well.........don't ask me what it was supposed to mean. I do know however, that I grew up with a very curly and complex mind and am chronically incapable of conforming. I sometimes wonder if this is what she really intended. If it was then I am deeply grateful.