days, two friends eked out a living, Ugg and Ogg,
and one day
they were sitting near the tar pit on a log,
a pterodactyl bone, enjoyed a hearty chew,
the rest to take back home to make Jurassic stew.
said Ogg, "from what they say, the Earth is growing cold,
trilobites and dinosaurs are dying out, I'm told,
survive this weather crisis and the lack of heat,
what the hell it is that we're supposed to eat?"
replied his mate, "that you've been sucked in by a con,
Age' scare is rubbish, pal, it simply isn't on,
conscience tells me that it's just a temporary freeze,
change my opinion - they can warn me all they please!"
pondered on his friend's remark "But what about the ice?
around all summer and it isn't very nice,
your viewpoint and I'm sure your logic's sound,
now are using sleds and skis to get around!"
understand your quandary," said Ugg, "I really do,
for quite a
time I helped to spread their propaganda, too,
and then one
day I realized it was crackpots telling lies,
summer doesn't have to mean the food chain dies!"
said Ogg, "I found a frozen Raptor in a tree,
don't erupt these days, they're ancient history,
the last few
years have shown us all some rather strange affairs:
we live near
the equator - yet we're prey for polar bears!"
his head: "It's all a lie, a man needs to be brave,
himself in monkey skins and hide inside his cave,
dinosaurs are dying, but they're simply growing old,
a fool can
see that can't be blamed on ice or snow or cold!
Greenies don't know anything, except their doomsday song,
years they'll hang their heads and say they got it wrong,
Ogg, you listen, I'm your best friend and I know,
get back inside the cave - I think it's gonna snow!"
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