Sign of the times...

As I walked past a local public school on the way to work this morning, a little girl about eight years old was taunting some friends with a variation of the classic playground song:

Betty and Michael sitting in a tree,
K-I-S-S-I-N-G,
first comes love,
then comes marriage,
then comes baby in a baby carriage.

Except in this girl's version, she cut right to the chase:

Betty and Michael sitting in a tree,
K-I-S-S-I-N-G,
first comes love,
then comes baby.

That's kids today for you,
no sense of verse.