My niece was at my house for shabbos. She was sitting backwards on my lap, and we were playing "Miss Mary Mack". It went something like this:
"Miss mary mack, mack mack
all dressed in black, black, black
with silver buttons, buttons, buttons
all down her back, back, back
she asked her mother, mother, mother
for fifty dollars, dollars, dollars..."
What? Fifty dollars? When I was a kid it only cost fifty cents to see the elephants jump so high! Is this because of inflation? Maybe today's kids want luxury box seats? Either way, I am feeling old. Once again.