Nah... nothing to do with babies.. at least not the one my classmates yelled at me when I was in 12th grade, 5'9" tall, 102 lbs (American that is)... and this version is short: "Anna May, where are you going" "Upstairs to take a bath." Anna May with legs like toothpicks, A neck like a giraffe. Anna May gets in the bathtub, Anna May pulls out the plug, "O my goodness, o my soul! There goes Anna May, down the hole! Anna May! Anna May!" "Glug" The happy ending is that when I was 17 a photographer saw me, took some pictures, and lo and behold! whew.. became a New York photographer's fashon model for a few years! (No, don't ask my age now. I like and lie and lie.. lolol)
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