Weather Report Here is the weather
For the Arts in your area
The outlook is dark
And is getting much hairier Olympians are cool
Their games need subsidising
The Arts are now iced
And the tide of tosh is rising Playwrights and poets
Will feel the cold bitterer
Shakespeare's left the room
His replacement is a twitterer Bands of low pleasure
Bring gig fogs and session mists
Tributes, pastiches,
By foolish impressionists They've issued for Musos
A severe no gigs warning
Eat dry bread by night
Sing the Blues every morning My Mum was a Diva
But now they have sacked her
For failing to impress
In the first round of X Factor So goodbye small jazz clubs
Fare thee well Covent Garden
Philistine New Labour
Is our cultural Bin Laden With their freezing storm
Of petty legislation
They petrify the Arts
And stupefy the Nation Artists, that's your lot
You've had your chips, and double!
When the snow is round your ears
Your bollocks are in trouble Here is the weather
For the Arts in your area
The outlook is dark
And is getting much hairier
© Nick Weldon December 2009
Friday, 1 January 2010
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