Sharon, I don't know what part of Philly you grew up in, but in the Northeast in the early 60s we said:

My mother and your mother were hanging out clothes
My mother punched your mother right in the nose
What color was the blood?
(Etc.)

Then there was this one:

Lulu had a steamboat
The steamboat had a bell
Lulu went to heaven
And the steamboat went to
Hello Operator, get me Number 9
If you disconnect me
I'll kick you in the
Behind the refrigerator
There was some broken glass
Lulu stepped upon it
And broke her little
Ask me no more questions
I'll tell you no more lies
Lulu was a Girl Scout
And a Girl Scout never lies.

(I always thought the ending on that one was a bit weak, but that's the way I heard it.)

Aloha,
Mark