Goya It Aint! Poem by DM W

I went to the Exhibition at the Tate,
To view the latest in artistic outrage.
O one 'objet d'art' was just splashes of paint.
It might create headlines but Goya it aint!

Next...I saw a huge pile of bricks alongside
Some sticks, cow dung and straw. I noted that it
Was entitled: ' The Decay of Life Amidst
An Abyss of Lies'. It really blew my mind!

To my amazement one of the walls was left bare.
I stared but couldn't spot anything I swear.
It was entitled: ' The Emperor's New Clothes'.
So that's why the pseuds had turned up in their droves!

There may be those who proclaim that it is great.
To view such novel works right now in this place.
Well if this is the Zeitgeist- it's so third rate.
And I hope and pray it sinks without a trace!

Although it may please Mr Charles Saatchi
And make him tons and tons of easy money,
I'd much rather view work by those who can paint,
Like the old Masters, who some now class as quaint.

I'm sure this base stuff will soon be out of date.
' Tis the deeds of dilettantes...but Goya it aint!