Just tack some instrumental data
on the end of this proxy tree-ring strata,
will ya?
Proxy data from a thousand fears
a thousand years
of fallen trees
and polar freeze
encrusted thoughts that ice is nice,
but will not suffice.
We've proven sure
it cannot endure.
As it turns out fire's the thing
that will surely bring
the end of life as we know it.
Now we gotta show it.
yeah yeah yeah
fire in our engines.
Should ha' listened ti the injuns.
So saith the tree-ring thing
among our data-wringing bling bling bling.
For many long hours I been thinking about this,
so I started to make a list.
But then
early on a frosty morning I just knew
that polar ice is melting
due to our smelting
the planet,
when
"somebody spoke and I went into a dream..."
Four thousand holes in polar ice I hear
cracking,
hijacking
our prosperity plans,
our old-growth stands.
A scientist who lets his foregone conclusions
comfort his illusions
is skating on thin ice,
but such science is nice
and will suffice.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
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