A
Symphony
I’ve
learnt a darkroom trick or two sin’ I took up the trade.
I’m
the greatest when I come tae dodge, haud back, burn in or shade.
A’
kinds o’ fancy handiwork are at my beck an’ ca’,
Like
puttin’ moons in landscapes when they arena’ there at a’
An’
yet I doot ’twad be a task beyond my ingenuity
Tae
execute a symphony o’ visual perspicuity
Noo
sometimes on a Club Nicht learned judges waxed poetical,
On
balance and on harmony and qualities aesthetical,
But
aye ’twas ither bodies’ prints they greeted wi’ acclaim
When
they cam’ roon’ tae judgin’ mine I wished I’d stayed at hame.
But
noo, I’ll change their scornfu’ looks tae stares o; stunned vacuity.
I’ll
execute a symphony o’ visual perspicuity
At
work I canna concentrate, my heid is in a spin
The
nicht-time finds me sleepless wi’ the awfu’ state I’m in,
My
brain is birlin’ roon’, my e’en are growin’ duller,
I’ll
hae tae see the chemist - for a roll o’ Kodacolor,
An’
maybe yet wi; just a bit o; skill an; assiduity,
I’ll
execute a symphony o’ visual perspicuity
“Ko-ko”
1984
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