Her name was Becky; she wasn't a techie
She wasn't a fool, 'cos she went to art school
She wore a short dress - it was such a success
No boy could resist when that girl did the twist!
Her ear-rings shook, long - she could do nothing wrong
Black eyes, her face pale, one ex-boyfriend on bail
But what did he break? She claimed, 'just a mistake'
She got in a muddle, lost keys, such trouble
Yet she smiled, easy-going, always such fun
She quoted her Mum - 'there's someone for everyone'
She was my best friend, but, all good things must end
She married young. Why? Had had a baby begun?
She did well for herself, found a millionaire
He was short and bald, she chopped off her long hair
I often wish I could find her, somehow
Bohemian Becky - please - where is she now?
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Based on my friend Cynthia. She went to art school. She had short hair and long dangling ear-rings. In the Swinging Sixties. We travelled to Greece, Turkey and Israel together. She married young. We lost touch.
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Angela Lansbury is a travel writer and photographer, author and speaker, fashionista. Please share links to your favourite posts or one or more of the blogs
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