BARBARA CARTLAND

Barbara Cartland in her mansion Manages on her pension Poor old girl what a life she's led With a stately home and a 4 postered bed Ladi Di is her relation But she refused an invitation Everyone went and she was left What will she do with her pink dress A Nightingale sang in Berkely Square But my friend Babs wasn't there It was in her mind just a notion While she was singing how deep is the ocean Novels of Romance two lovers embraced With her Japanese dogs and her jewells of paste Bleached blonde head lost in a world of woe Only publish pictures where the wrinkles don't show It happened at the miners strike When Babs appeared on Nationwide Appealed to them go back to work While she sat there in her furs