Middle Class Ghetto?

The ants go marching one-by-one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one-by-one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one-by-one,
The little one stops to pick up his GUN . . .


What??? That's not the way I learned the song. It is the way BoilerBaby 4 sang it tonight. Where did he learn that??? His answer (logically) was, "it rhymes!" Okay, but we don't do guns at our house--at least we try to limit the gun-talk, although no mother of a son could ever expect 100% success. Either way, where did he come up with this?

For a period of time, BoilerBaby 2 went through his "ghetto" phase. He talked in a way that made it sound like, in his opinion, he was from the 'hood." He and his other pampered pals thought they were so cool. BoilerHusband and I, having actually grown up in the 'hood, could only roll our eyes and suggest that he not pull that outside of his prep school--it wouldn't end well.