Today I joined with those who don’t believe
That climate change is real. Well actually
I am a true believer, but today,
It’s April and the rain is sweet but cold.
And so, for just today, I’m changing stripes.
A turn coat. Quisling. Traitor to the cause!
That’s me. My carbon footprint’s shooting through
The roof, but I don’t care. I really don’t.
At least today I don’t. Tomorrow I
Will care, and I will try to save the world
By planting trees. But not today. Today
It’s raining, and my house is warm.
The insulated windows and new doors
Are keeping out the cold and in the heat.
The stove is burning up a log an hour.
I’ve got the damper almost fully closed,
And it is warm. It’s warm. It’s warm. It’s warn.
And now I’m grateful thirty years ago
I planted trees and glad that one of them
Has died, was cut in lengths to fit my stove.
It’s warm. It’s warm. It’s warm. It’s warm. It’s warm.