OMG! Al Gore writes climate poem

Failed politician writes dire poem about climate change = front page news. Try not to puke when you read the Goracle’s attempts at literature:

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 (source)

The debate is over: Al Gore is a freaking awful poet.

Comments

  1. Enter it on this TV show – should be a clear winner.
    Just say “Al Gore” and then stand back.

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