Every Doggerel Has Its Day

In light of Al Gore’s dabbling with poetry in his new book, Our Choice, Jim Treacher suggests a Planet Gore poetry contest. His submission:

There once was a fella named Al

Who was every warm-monger’s best pal

Then some e-mails got leaked

And the world took a peek

Turned out Candyland’s his locale

Keep it clean, though — i.e., nothing that rhymes with Nantucket.