Or the Austin Lounge Lizard's "Bonfire of the Vanities," I believe it is? A none-too-sympathetic account of a truckload of art objects on their way to bring culchah to the American peasantry, which were burned in an accident:

There's a truckload of art a-burning on the highway,
Precious objects are scattered all over the ground.
What a terrible sight, if a person was to see it,
But there wasn't nobody around.