I want to go to Dismaland!
I’ll thcweem until I’m thick!*
I have blisters on my fingers
From the endless futile click
There’ll be secretaries on it
Pulling non-existent strings
There’ll be rumours of a con
On social media and things
I want to go to Dismaland
And see the horrid stuff!
How come I can’t buy tickets
And my money’s not enough?
In the shadows Banksy chuckles
He’s got the Art World in his hand
He has turned pretention on itself
As planned
by Gail
The phrase marked with * is a quote from Violet Elizabeth Bott, from the Just William stories, who was a very spoilt footstamping little girl with ringlets and a lisp…