The following poem was originally published by The Bar of Murdock on Friday, September 16, 2011. Be sure to read the article link provided by the Bard before reading the poem.
24 From Mr. Gore
Article link: Al Gore’s 24-hour spectacle
If twenty-four from Mr. Gore
Was that which you were waiting for,
You might check in a loony bin;
They have a wing for Albert’s kin.
Ms. Maggie Fox, who runs the box
From which Al Gore projects his vox,
Has had a thing for Climate Spring
And wants to make Big Oil swing.
But I would call September fall,
And note that Gore cares not at all
For verity, sincerity,
Or personal austerity.
I think we must Al Gore distrust,
Along with those who would adjust
Their climate plots when certain dots
Don’t fit their predetermined slots.
So set a goal for use of coal,
And let your furnace rock and roll.
Ignore Al Gore and help restore
The place of man on earth once more.
Other climate change posts:
- The Bard of Murdock
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