I really love this chant from the maypole scene in Wicker Man.
In the woods there grew a tree
And a fine, fine tree was he
And on that tree there was a limb
And on that limb there was a branch
And on that branch there was an egg
And in that egg there was a bird
And from that bird a feather came
And of that feather was a bed.
And on that bed there was a girl
And on that girl there was a man
And from that man there was a seed
And from that seed there was a boy
And from that boy there was a man
And for that man there was a grave
And from that grave there grew a tree.
{Repeat all but the first two lines.}
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