"The shepherd cries
The hour of choosing has arrived
Here are your tools"
-- Al Gore, accidently calling his followers "tools" - or, maybe, not so accidently - in some pretty bad (and extremely self-aggrandizing) poetry he's composed for his lousy new book, which was reviewed in Vanity Fair.
Al Gore thinks he's some kind of NewAge shepherd, but, as we all know, that fool ain't got no bonafides, because a real shepherd is one bad motherfucker:
Hat Tip: Althouse