Anonymity is your plea
Anonymous is your cry
Oh, what is the fuss, Anonymous?!
Oh, what do you care, Anonymity?
Didn't you ever see
the real me?

I saw you or so I thought
I thought and thought
and yes, that was you there
standing behind the bear
with such care
being a good little girl
twirling a curl
saying a speech
talking a million miles a minute
but what was the point in it?

I didn't care
I just laughed at your sweet ways
and misty haze
around your face
in the place
you call home.

But don't fret
you don't get
in trouble
for being
for hiding away
we know it's your play
we will see you one day.

Watch out and don't get bit
by the huge, furry bear
he looks quite hungry
and would clip your curls
to take your twirls
and make you dizzy
and easy to devour
in this crazy hour.

Beware of who comes calling!!!