There are jingles on the mind
There is a Freudian explanation for many, if not all of the strange morsels that leak from our minds, I’m sure. Every now and then, a tune, like a thought, will pop into my psyche.
Why on earth does my memory bank cash into the Red Goose Shoe jingle? Do they even make these kid shoes any more?
“Half the fun of having feet is Red Goose Shoes!”