I read the news this day o one and all
That climate change was on the boil
The darkest rise of 3 degrees
Spells doom for uncaring Ize and Meez
They say the window still lies slightly open
Before our world is truly broken
A Hothouse Earth with towering seas
A steaming kettle that ignores our pleas
Arctic meltdown and the dying breeds
Those shriveled plants that fail to seed
Make no mistake o capitalist servile politician
To thwart that darkest third degree
Must soon become your main ambition
Nay the timings more acute than that you see
For it may become your dying mission
A.McTiernan