An instant holiday classic... just a minute and a half of goodness... the Al Gore global warming poem.

Al Gore Reads His Global Warming Poem

And here's the poem:

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

QOTD
"Wow.
I'm so glad you read that.
I was, really, I'm very happy... I'm happy to hear it in your voice."
- CBS talking head fawning over Gore reading his poem
Dammit, that's funny.
smile... yow, bill

PS - And could socialized medicine be collapsing?!?!? Here's a Howard Dean rant... again... he he... get it? Dang, Santa, I hope you're out there. He he... I mean, ho ho.

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