Give me a big, fat, ugly woman
and a big, fat, ugly man
in normal everyday clothes
to read the news on TV.
Give me faces with shaving cuts,
freckles, acne and scars,
hairy nostrils and yellow teeth
to report what's happening.
Give me real people who fart
and belch on air, scratch,
sniff, snort and sneeze,
using their sleeves as hankies.
Give me flesh and blood,
give me ums and errs,
give me the plain-Jane passer-by,
give me Mr and Mrs Ordinary from the shop queue.
To hell with robocaster,
to hell with autocue,
to hell with lip gloss,
to hell with style and stylists,
to hell with the rush to airbrush.
Just tell me what’s going on in the world!