BC: A case of the Art Room blues spreads as brushes, the teacher, and even the glue become upset by student's careless clean-up. But, how to get rid of the Art Room blues... it's up to | YOU!
FC: The | Art Room | BLUES | Beth Speer
1: For my students... and the many supplies they have left behind to be swept away!
2: We’ve got a case of the Art Room Blues, How to fix it, I have not a clue. Even the Art Teacher, Miss Kudzu, Has run out of things to do. So before things get too askew, I’ll hand it over to my friend, the Glue... | “Oh, I’ve gotten too clogged to spew, My orange cap will no longer unscrew, The kids will just have to boo-hoo, There will be no using this glue.”
5: Yes, we all have a sad tale to tell, a tale my friends the brushes know well... | “Oh, we have the Art Room blues, Our bristles are all filled with goo, No soap, scrub, or shampoo, Can bring us back to the right hue. Next time if you would like to paint, Cleaning us well after, would make you a saint! It’s that easy to undo The case of these Art Room Blues.”
7: Miss Sponge, normally happy and yellow, Is loosing her usual mellow, | “I’ve got the Art Room Blues, I’m loosing all value, Five or six times a day, I used to get out and play, The addiction to clean, Is just in my genes From here on out it’s just musty mildew, Oh, I’ve got the Art Room blues.”
8: That ain’t the only complaint, If you need to hear more, just ask the paint! | “Yes, we have the Art Room Blues, A fate we would not dream to pursue, But, all through the room we are strew, These kids need a clean-up review! It’s so hard to be happy all day, When nobody puts you away! Like always, we will just make do, But, We’ve got the Art Room blues.”
11: Even the Scissors must harp, On the fact that he’s no longer sharp. His blades have gone dull, Lord, help us all... | “Yes, I have the Art Room Blues, My blades were shiny and new, Just last month at my Art Room Debut, Now I’m blunt, and fear that I’m through, I’ve got the Art Room Blues.”
12: Now lets be reminded of the good ol’ virtue, Do unto others as you would have done unto you, And help out your teacher, Miss Kudzu. It’s not up to her, or the janitorial crew, To clean up before each class bids adieu, That job is up to... | YOU!