Oh Lord I doth fear
We have made the Earth too hot this year.
Everywhere, the signs are plain to see,
First, glaciers melt like
Then Vegas-by-the-Sea.
I think we should have dialed it back
Before the Pole un-froze
We can’t expect a polar bear
To swim like Murray Rose.
Alas, there was a time I hoped,
When humans, loathsome turds,
Would bear their folly all alone,
And not the beasts and birds.
But no; we’ll take them as we go,
And not by dribs and drabs,
When greenhouse morphs to runaway
And oceans boil their crabs.
To Mars or deepest space,
And save a vestige of our genes
To wreck some other place.
With all respect for such a mind,
I can’t but thus remark,
Let’s send the creatures in our place
A Noah-less Noah’s
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