It Could Be Verse

Climate-news poem: G8 edition 3

With deepest apologies to INXS.

Congregate, heads of state, don’t be late, big G8
Planet’s fate, cannot wait,
Don’t stall debate or hesitate, designate your carbon rate
A one world state, Italianate, on July 8, won’t abrogate
A gentle trait, a balding pate, a girlish gait, pontificate
We’ll predicate our specs ornate, officiate, not deviate
Green groups berate, gesticulate, packed in a crate, their sounds abate.
Congregate, heads of state, pasta ate, it was great.

Fritter away more of your time by checking out previous verses.

 

 G8 leadersBoom boom, ain’t it G8 to be crazy.WhiteHouse.gov

Katharine Wroth is a senior editor at Grist.

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  1. Billhook Posted 4:24 am
    11 Jul 2009

    Are there really people reading Grist that face a shortage of trivia flooding into their lives, and so come to Grist to find more ?Or is does this actually apply to the staff /editorial policy that came in with the recent rehash/dumbing down of the site ?It's really rather a pity, as there were so few sites where informed constructive discussion predominated.In hopes of an S-turn (work it out),regards,Billhook

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    solargroupies Posted 5:37 pm
    12 Jul 2009

    Roses are red.Violets are pink.The story unravelsAnd begins to stink. We want good informationSo we turn to Grist.But in the end,We only get pissed.    Off.... ;^)

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