There is a tavern in the great Northwest In a tiny fishing town, Where a tale is told on rainy nights Before the bar shuts down.   It's the tale of a girl who lived there once In a cottage by the sea, The adopted daughter of a fisherman, The beautiful Anne Marie   Now Anne Marie stood five foot two, Her hair was silken gold. Her eyes were pools of deepest blue, Two wonders to behold.   Anne's breasts were large and round...