Punchline

Once proclaimed as something to fear,
A doom that was terribly near.
The big threat of our time
Has become a punchline.
What, no WMDs here?

What rhymes with Cameron?

Well, David can make a good joke
And maybe he's quite a nice bloke
But I'll never vote Tory
Full stop. End of story.
I wouldn't be under their yoke.

Stop fucking lying

I don't mean to write a polemic,
But you know it's anthropogenic
So stop with the lies
You cannot disguise
That the results are becoming endemic.

While you are still busy with lying
The people are already dying
You make a quick buck
And you don't give a fuck
Hey, who cares if we're frying?

"Hey! Charts and graphs are cool!"

There once was a man named Al Gore,
Dismissed as a lying old bore.
Through lectures and slideshows,
Now everybody knows,
He's never been hotter before.

My Own Chocolate Jesus

Yes maybe the statue lacks taste,
And it puts all that chocolate to waste.
But "Worst Assault Ever"?
Beating martyrs, whatever?
Get thee to a library, post haste.

Linkage

Here's a funny poem on abstinence-only education, and the strange metaphors used.

Miss Prism