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Bad Art

I set off a stink bomb
At the art opening of bad art.
It was funny how everyone started
Looking around as if they
Would somehow be able to see the smell.
People began fanning their faces
With their programs and an Asian
Woman actually held her nose.
When they discovered I was the culprit
They roughly escorted me out
Of the gallery and the owner told me what I
Did was adolescent and stupid.
I said the smell was only bad
In his subjective mind – who’s to say what’s
A good smell and what’s a bad smell? But
He had already gone
Back inside to help air out the
Gallery, which was my intention all along.

by Michael Philips

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Comments (14)

This must be s very strong blow that you let go. Of course, you are not talking about a real bomb but the comparison here is clever and quite funny at the samr time.Well done! I did not know whether to laugh or cry at this. You did well here, and I liked it much. Luis Estable
A hilarious write with a serious hinting.... well written
Quirky, loved the humour, good write.
The last line is genius: very well done. Hilarious!
Hahaha! Loved this... You speak as so many feel but with a great angle.. wondering if it was the Tate modern? As banksy stencilled on the steps outside (mind the crap) . Not all is. But to a layman such as I much is more about who you know than what you achieve. (To me) Saved this as it gave me such funny visions. Love the art warriors mind. Tyvm.
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