It is The Trial of the Mariner,
And it occurs in festivals across the land,
A curious tale, told at full sail,
About the threat of plastic sprawl.
‘Tis 200 years in the future,
And here Lotos Collective unveils
That our waste has destroyed nature,
Which happens when recycling fails.
The Ship of Fools sets out,Looking for green, safe land,
But nothing ‘cept discarded plastic
Greets the desperate band.
O’er coming mutinies and mutants at sea,
Eventually they have to stand trial;
Their judges are monsters made from junk;
The costumes are clever and vile.
The set’s all recycled, reclaimed,
Singing and acrobatics abound.
The Junk Orchestra provides music,
Using scrap to make ingenius sound.
The Ship of Fools is rubbish too,
Lotos Collective made it from trash.
It navigates around the audience,
Beware: you and the crew might clash.
Because this is interactive theatre!
Accept bananas, make thunder, stay on your feet;
This isn’t for you, if you prefer to do
Theatre with an interval, three acts and red velvet seat.
It’s interesting, unusual and fun stuff
But not all rubbish on stage turns to gold,
And an odd tale cleverly told.