His mind was an abyss of darkness on par with those of fleas,
The room was full of lefties sat there to hear his pleas,
His home is next to a zinc mine a fact he had to hide
And the Goracle came lying —
Lying — lying—
The Goracle came lying, up to Powerpoint slide.
O'er the screens he nattered and from whence a tremendous frenzy grew,
It was all a load of rubbish but being lefties they lacked a clue;
He told them tales of Greenland which he claimed would soon be ice-free;
Yet he bought a place in Frisco -
Frisco – Frisco –
He bought a place in Frisco,
Right where the floods would be.
“Tipper!” he cried like a madman, shrieking her name to the sky,
“Now Climategate is upon us, the world has woken up to my lie!”
Mike Mann and Phil Jones in a dangerous game imagined themselves as god,
So he cancelled his trip to Denmark,
He would not go to Denmark,
The last placed he’d be would be Denmark, ‘cause man-made climate change is a fraud.
What Rhymes With "Bangladesh"?
Crawling flesh
Anglia mesh
Dangler thresh
Wrangler fresh
Johnny Tesh
Okay, I'll stop now. Prince Albert says the e-mails are irrelevant because they're ten years old. Maybe he's right; ten years ago he was vice-president. and running for president.
Posted by: Noel at December 10, 2009 9:30 PMa good ol' fashioned fraud.
another in a long list.
heavens to betsy!
Posted by: johnnyonline at December 10, 2009 10:02 PMLove it, MM. "The Highwayman". How appropriate!
Posted by: kdl at December 10, 2009 10:20 PMI'm in the pay of "Big Oil", dontcha know.
Posted by: Mississauga Matt at December 10, 2009 11:52 PMI liked ∞² poem best.
Posted by: ∞²'s Mom at December 11, 2009 12:17 AMOh, me too - those big fat cheques from Big Oil, the Republican Party, and all kinds of other knuckle-dragging, mouth-breathing types - *Christians* (ewww!) and whatnot - just POUR into my mailbox.
Oh right - I'm a Canadian who works for a healthcare company and has a modest low-middle income, but was endowed with the gift of a sensitive bullshit detector.
Dang.
Posted by: Michael H Anderson at December 11, 2009 12:19 AM∞² is the bastard child of the ∪ of ∞ and ∞.
Posted by: † at December 11, 2009 12:35 AMWell done MM. The new poet laureate of SDA?
Posted by: dmorris at December 11, 2009 1:39 AMOne should credit Loreena McKennitt for the original "Highwayman." I'd lay my mutated cells at her feet.
Posted by: GraySpottedOwl at December 11, 2009 5:22 AMOne should credit Loreena McKennitt for the original "Highwayman." I'd lay my mutated cells at her feet.
Posted by: GraySpottedOwl at December 11, 2009 5:22 AMSome rewording and Recycling here:
“The Dawning of the Age of Schadenfreude”.
When Obama is in the White House
And Big Al aligns with Stars
Will Maurice then guide the planets
Or corn squeezins power the cars
This is the dawning of the age of Schadenfreude
The age of Schadenfreude
Schadenfreude! Schadenfreude!
New insight and understanding
Suspicion and mistrust growing
Not one more falsehood but derisions
Of golden lying dreams and visions
Mystic tree ring re-evaluation
And Big Al’s incarceration
Schadenfreude! Schadenfreude!
Posted by: Cal at October 28, 2009 4:17 AM
Loreena McKennitt's is a great rendition but "The Highwayman" is by Alfred Noyes, published in 1906
Posted by: Cal at December 11, 2009 6:20 AMCongrats Mississauga Matt!
kdl and others - thanks for telling me about The Highwayman - didn't know about that - bad me - always good to learn!
Posted by: Regular poster boy at December 11, 2009 11:06 AMMM - Brilliant!!!
Posted by: Gordon MacDonald at December 11, 2009 4:53 PMMy wife's grandfather was a nephew of Alfred Noyes. Good to see the old boy is still apreciated in these modern times.
Posted by: Len Pryor at December 12, 2009 1:25 AM