Mnemosyne, mother of the Muses, rides for food. Alas! At home a singing and dancing and the father like always in the clouds! Her donkey triples over a small bridge. What do I have to provide? Bread, milk and butter? Ah, “Bremibu”, and Mnemonic rhyme is born…..Or should I buy pies? Up to today we need them as a help to remember things. Let’s say the Great Lakes: “Superman helps every one” (Superior, Michigan, Huron, Erie, Ontario) or the bones of the wrist: “Some Lovers Try Positions That They Can’t Handle” (Scaphoid, Lunate, Triquetral, Pisiform, Trapezium, Trapezoid, Capitate, Hamate), the planets: “My Very Excited Mother Just Served Us Nine Pies” (Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto), facts of history: “Columbus sailed the ocean blue in fourteen hundred ninety-two”, and so on.
Mnemosyne now is thoughtful. How might the weather turn out to be?
“Rainbow in the morning
Travellers take warning
Rainbow at night