Surely, You Jest, Mr. Biden

In ancient days when kings did rule
Each court had knights and a fool.
The jester’s job? To make all laugh,
That is, the king and royal staff.


The king and court would gather round
And some of them were quite profound
“Your Majesty, do this or that;
Ignore the guy in tassled hat.”


And all assumed the king was wise
And his pronouncements were so, too,
“My subjects, hear, I will apprise
“And tell you what we all should do.


“Yes, our foes have done us ill
“In wars around the world they kill,
“But nothing they have done to date,
“Can threaten life and seal our fate.
“As climate can; It’s hit the fan.”


“Is this what we have come to hear?”
The UN envoys whispered clear.
“The world now faces total war
“But senile Joe says nothing more
“Than ‘Weather’s hot; so blame emissions;
“‘In Paris we agreed in sessions
“‘To spend our wealth and borrow more
“‘To change the trend and then restore
“‘The climate to what it was before
“‘We humans burned those fossil fuels
“‘And acted like so many fools.
“‘Today my court's in this UN.
“‘I'll change the climate back again,
“‘I’ll stop this hazard, this rise in heat,
“‘The droughts and storms we must defeat.
“‘Today I’ll speak of my great fear,
“‘That hurricanes will level cities
“‘The focus of IPCC committees.
“‘The weather will do more damage than
“‘The Ayatollah of Iran.’”


Thus spake the Ruler old and wise--
At least he is in Leftists’ eyes.


In fact he plays a senile jester
Allowed old wounds to grow and fester
In Middle East and Taiwan Strait
He’ll leave them all to fatal fate
As he retires for his long nap;
He’s washed his hands of all this crap.
And so old Joe makes his last speech
The teleprompter within his reach.