Ring-around-the-rosy. I forgot about that one!
My problem with the whole jingle and accompanying actions is that the “ashes, ashes, we all fall down,” could be dangerous. The falling down has to be orchestrated so as to be able to stand again. And once I’m an ash on the ground, it feels rather nice to just lie there and smolder. Not possible with a little imp pulling your arm.
Wait until we learn, “duck, duck, goose!” I think I’m safe for a bit.