AEI’s own Ken Green has a new poem for the season. Here’s a teaser:

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
That’s because AlGore had been through the place,
Taking out every light bulb, and heater of space.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of thermostats danced in their heads.
Their breath was all frosty, above their pink faces,
As they dreamed about heating their now frigid spaces.

Move over, Juvenal.