Hot Air Poem by Ima Ryma

Hot Air



Year after year talk gooders talk
About how climate change is worse.
But very few do walk the walk
If do gooding lessens their purse.
Of course talk gooders like to spend
Somebody else's money to
Bring climate warming to an end.
Talk gooders want others to do
The difficult expensive stuff
That will need to be done so that
Bad habits can be changed enough
To help the climate habitat.

Year after year talk gooders share
A lot of words, polluting air.

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