On a night so dark and eerie sent,
The people of Deptford,
To the Arms they went.
An exhibition was in toe,
But did they know not of it’s woe.

Beautiful art and flyers fold,
Fay Shelton’s leg work was such gold,
Through the darkness vagina man bowled,
And alighted the night with fire it glowed.

Up it went in flames then smoke,
Anna & Victoria’s paper broke.
Alex McIlhiney, he stopped and stared,
And then took pictures of the stairs.

Out in the garden, they gathered around
To see the projections that were found.
Morgan’s movies stole their eyes,
And in the distance a drunk cunt cried.

And out he cried from a poet's trip,
A wit so quick my heart did skip.
Innua Elms a talent it’s true,
Broke the crowd, a seductive muse.

Indeed it was a night unhindered,
Shame the Arms was burned to cinders.
But there will be another night so soon,
And all you ball bags,
I’ll see there too.