In Xanadu did Newton-John
In roller skating travesty
Take culture to another low,
To depths it never thought to go,
In shameless parody.
Destroying many fertile minds
With cinema’s unholy binds;
And there were lights so bright on Hollywood hill,
That lit the shadows by the silver screen,
And decadent producers had their fill,
The dollar bill their only greenery.
How deep and dark the chasm by romance hidden,
For down the hill in sordid pose reclining
Were innocent young hopefuls being ridden
By these same moguls with their tastes forbidden,
And from the bodies of the children dining.
From out this seedy underbelly seething,
A horde of new barbarians was teething,
Upon a wave of legwarmers and grease:
Amid whose discothequing world would cease
The innocence of eras faded brown,
And velvet suits and sequins would abound,
And ‘mid these dancing wheels and angels latex,
The minds were sucked into a lime green vortex.
While suckling at the stinking breast of profit
Through hoops of fire the well-trained lapdogs ran,
Then plummeted to depths unplumbed by man,
As cinema was saved for feeding off it.
While Livvy with her sweatbands pink and white
Went on to workouts physical and trite.
The shadow of great movie making
Flitted ‘cross the sullied screen;
Where with large box office taking,
Never more would art be seen.
It was a tragedy of greatest woe
That led me to hate roller skating so!
A damn shame there is not a way
To make each of the culprits pay
It was an Antipodean bird,
Whose dulcet tones were sadly heard,
Singing of great devotion
Without the slightest notion.
Her soporific song
To such a deep despair ‘twould send me
That with ranting loud and long
I would build a poem rare
Those bloody wheels! That culture low!
And all who read should thus impair
The spread of cliché everywhere;
With cries of anger in the air,
Tread where men have feared to go
With open eyes survey the dead
Body of art whose life was shed
For Cinema Pathetico.
(I'm sorry, Mr Coleridge...)
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In roller skating travesty
Take culture to another low,
To depths it never thought to go,
In shameless parody.
Destroying many fertile minds
With cinema’s unholy binds;
And there were lights so bright on Hollywood hill,
That lit the shadows by the silver screen,
And decadent producers had their fill,
The dollar bill their only greenery.
How deep and dark the chasm by romance hidden,
For down the hill in sordid pose reclining
Were innocent young hopefuls being ridden
By these same moguls with their tastes forbidden,
And from the bodies of the children dining.
From out this seedy underbelly seething,
A horde of new barbarians was teething,
Upon a wave of legwarmers and grease:
Amid whose discothequing world would cease
The innocence of eras faded brown,
And velvet suits and sequins would abound,
And ‘mid these dancing wheels and angels latex,
The minds were sucked into a lime green vortex.
While suckling at the stinking breast of profit
Through hoops of fire the well-trained lapdogs ran,
Then plummeted to depths unplumbed by man,
As cinema was saved for feeding off it.
While Livvy with her sweatbands pink and white
Went on to workouts physical and trite.
The shadow of great movie making
Flitted ‘cross the sullied screen;
Where with large box office taking,
Never more would art be seen.
It was a tragedy of greatest woe
That led me to hate roller skating so!
A damn shame there is not a way
To make each of the culprits pay
It was an Antipodean bird,
Whose dulcet tones were sadly heard,
Singing of great devotion
Without the slightest notion.
Her soporific song
To such a deep despair ‘twould send me
That with ranting loud and long
I would build a poem rare
Those bloody wheels! That culture low!
And all who read should thus impair
The spread of cliché everywhere;
With cries of anger in the air,
Tread where men have feared to go
With open eyes survey the dead
Body of art whose life was shed
For Cinema Pathetico.
(I'm sorry, Mr Coleridge...)
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It could be worse
(they were about 8 or 9 at the time 
