Al Gore may have been too busy to discuss the "climate crisis" with FBN's John Stossel Thursday, but he sure had enough time to read his global warming poem to a CNN reporter the day before.
I guess a Nobel Laureate has to understand his priorities.
Without further ado (video embedded below the fold with words to Gore's masterpiece, h/t NBer Blonde):
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
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
Yeah, this was MUCH more important than appearing on Stossel's new program the following day.