The Poet Goreate of Global Warming

Al Gore has penned a poem about climate change.

The untitled poem (I call it “Money: A Love Story”) appears in Gore’s new book — which I believe is entitled “An Inconvenient Hacker.”

Here’s Al’s global warming poem that would be sure to melt Robert’s Frost:

One thin September soon
A floating continent disappears
In midnight sun

Vapors rise as
Fever settles on an acid sea
Neptune’s bones dissolve

Snow glides from the mountain
Ice fathers floods for a season
A hard rain comes quickly

Then dirt is parched
Kindling is placed in the forest
For the lightning’s celebration

Unknown creatures
Take their leave, unmourned
Horsemen ready their stirrups

Passion seeks heroes and friends
The bell of the city
On the hill is rung

The shepherd cries
The hour of choosing has arrived
Here are your tools

I have to admit, it sounds a little more elegant than “Give me your money and I’ll bring the sun back!” or “There once was a hoaxer from Nantucket…”

Actually, I prefer Haiku when it comes to the subject of global warming “science”:

Hacked emails public
Is it getting hot in here
or is Al crazy?

Sacrifice for good
Of fragile environment
Aboard private jet

Carbon dioxide
We need to get rid of it
Hold on, trees breathe what?

Melting ice traps bear
Couldn’t leave in time, stranded
Damn that bear is slow

Hasn’t been this warm
For thousands of years or more
What caused it back then?

Or maybe a Quatrain:

“Send me money this morning,
to save the environment from warming.”
The billionaire rejoices and birds they sing,
Because gullible liberals will fall for anything

“Carpe propositum — Seize the scheme!”