Life / Polish Nursery Rhymes [243]

I was taught a poem by my Grandfather who was born in Poland. He would lay on his back and sit me on his knees up in the air and say (cant spell the words they are phonetic)

Jedji aujes
dovo shawve
Pot’zo
Pa Boote
yez un ye shiz te
Potch de goodi
then piont at the sky and when I would look up he would say “PIC”
And spread his knees and I would fall through on to a pillow.

It was lots of fun and My Daughter loves it but I have no Idea what it means, something like;
Where are you going?
I’m going to Warsaw
What for?
To get boots
Then I have no idea, please help keep a tradition alive.

Frank, part of the Bozenski Family.