CAMELOT FANTASIES

There once was a girl called Cordelia Jane.
 She didn't feel much joy but felt plenty of pain.
 In her life there wasn't much sun but there was lots of rain.
 Cordelia Jane was very clever.
 Everything nice she had she got through her endeavour.
 With anything she did she went hell for leather.
 She didn't think much of herself.
 She didn't have much wealth.
 Her opinion of herself wasn't good for her health.
 1 day she decided she'd had enough.
 She realised that the world was rough.
 She knew she had to be tough.
 First of all she had to change her thoughts.
 She had to stop listening to unkind retorts.
 She had to look at all her good reports.
 She learnt how to have self-belief.
 To not have to worry about what others thought was a relief.
 She got rid of all her grief.
 She realised she wasn't as stupid as some people made her out to be.
 She realised that she was free.
 She realised she couldn't be everyone's cup of tea.
 She was happy for the very first time.
 I'm afraid that's the end of my rhyme.