Monday, February 13, 2017

Bafta’s


What's it about; who the hell knows?
Faux appeals for equality in costly clothes
Commercial novelty for a selfish aim
Hollywood's hobby now an English game
And I saw some of the Bafta’s last night
Our glittering display of celluloid might
It's the pre-orgasm Oscars; UK foreplay
Little real talent, but yet, so much to say
Some political posturing to make it real
All ignored when it's time to cut a new deal
And I watched about as much as I dare
But does anyone but the business care?
And I confess, it troubled me to distress
To see former beauties become aged actress
Bearded men abound and everyone guesses
They'd rather wear their partner's designer dresses