Paraphrasing the poet.
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I met a traveler from a frozen land,
Who said: Two vast and trunkless carbon legs
Stand in a glacier. Near them, on the snow,
Half sunk, a shatter visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read,
Which yet survive stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
‘My name is Al Gore, Warmer of Warmers;
Look on my works Ye Mighty and despair!’
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level snows stretch far away.
My apologies to Shelley for haggling his iambic pentameter but the opportunity was too delicious.