Ode To Ken Barlow

Ken Barlow was my hero as a youngster,
I cried when he and Deidre grew apart.
I loved his fights with Mikey
And I thought his wit was spikey
And the suits he wore were always rather smart.

Ken Barlow was my hero as a younster.
His little Tracy turned into a slut.
If she'd have been my daughter
I'd have put on gloves and fought her
And demanded that she keep her damn legs shut.

Ken Barlow was my hero as a youngster.
Every time he won back Deidre I would clap.
But then I realised Corrie
Was in fact a rather sorry
And pathetic waste of airtime, 'cause it's crap.