This discussion of Grammar Taliban reminds me of a mondegreen that I heard a young cousin of my wife utter last summer when we were visiting Malaysia. Said cousin had heard us singing Harry Belafonte's Banana Boat Song to our son by way of a lullaby, and so whenever he would start fussing, she would pipe up with "Come, Mr. Taliban, tally me bananas" Not the sort of person I would want tallying my bananas, especially if I'd been working all night on a drink of rum, but there's no accounting for taste.