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Al Gore’s Lament
Al Gore’s Lament
One thin December Moon
A floated hypothesis disappears
In scrambled shame.
Peer-reviews vaporise
Fever settles on the CRU
AGW’s bones dissolve
Snow glides in from the Rockies
Old New York is frozen
A hard rain comes quickly
Then dirt is drenched.
Seedlings breathe the CO2
For life’s celebration.
Disgraced scientists
take their leave, unmourned
Brokers check their derivatives
The carbon market shrivels and shrinks.
The death knell of Carbon
is wrung.
The broker cries
The Market dies
They are the fools
Geoff Brown
Ourimbah NSW
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