I don't see this above, though I might have missed it: When I was a kid at summer camp in Ontario, we sang the 'five boxtops, four bottle-bottoms' bit, and after 'one thin di-i-ime!' would call out in unison, "Oh my goodness, oh my soul - I'm a member of the Bird Patrol! Caw, caw, caw!"

I tell you this not by way of boast, but for historical accuracy.