ABTT TRADE SHOW
by Jez Bond
The ABTT trade show’s here, come try a seat, come sip a a beer
there’s flip seats, a retracting tier, your questions answered, have no fear
The multitude of gadgetry, displayed for all the hoards to see
The exhibition filled with glee, with hardly any boundary
The fuel cell powered by hydrogen, the rig that takes the weight of men
The lead time’s long – you want it when? Here take a biscuit, have a pen.
The point hoist sliding on its beam, the curtains; black or red – or cream
They track along to change the scene, no less in here than in your Dream
The Roland desk that proudly stands, beside the set of wireless cans
The LEDs and DMX, the trusses, tracks, the smoke effects
The decking, staging (anti-rust), the stand manned by The Theatres Trust
supply, install, for sale or hire, the access ladder, the tension wire
The a b c, the 1 2 3, the lighting boards from ETC
But fairies fair and drama queens, are far from here behind the scenes
It’s here we start to build away, the stages where they love to play
The audience, the gasping crowd, when Peter Pan flies through through the cloud
The ABTT trade show’s here, come try a seat come sip a beer…
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