JUNK SCIENCE

Diddly Squat, hog wash and horse piddle

The dire consequences of Global Warming is myth

constructed of

Twaddle curds and

 moss covered crud

bull turds and prairie pies

the fantasies of chicken little alarmists of

Thing that don’t ring right

A rifle without a sight

That pseudo scientists

Peddle as truth

Pure junk Science

Swallowed in large gulps

Masticated nightly

Those promulgated myths of harm

Flushed twice daily

 

Leave mother earth alone

She’s hot and has been warm

            to the core

and, thank goodness for that

For cold planets are uninhabitable

 

Mankind are you so full of vanity

To think that the flatus that puffs

From you and the gasses of cows

Will cause any planetary effect

What so ever in the long term?

Ice ages come and go

So does heat, flood and drought

With earthquakes and all manner of upheaval

That we have absolutely no say in or effect on

Save the fact

That overpopulation

Might make man the next wooly mammoth

And hasten our final exit

And turn life back over to that which survives

Grass green     

            Water blue

with seemingly, teeming fish and insects

And, perhaps a small mammal or two

But, most certainly,

Not you…

Asta Dido