Video - Climate Change by Al Gore - Dec. 2009
Global warming poetry at it's most embarrassing.
This is a new low even for Al Gore as he reads a personal global warming poem to a CNN reporter.
The problem for Gore is that his home is a carbon-sucking machine; he traveled on more than 200 private jet flights last year (return & departure); his voice and inflection are impossible to bear, and he's the most smug, bastard ex-politician I've ever come across.
Other than that, he just sucks as a poet...
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Climate Change Pain by His Awesomeness Al Gore
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
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