This poem well articulates how Greta Thurberg has been blinded by climate change fright.
Blinded by the fright
Revved up like a deuce
A looney picking a fight
Blinded by the fright
Madman drummer bummers
Sweden in the summer
With a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps
As the adolescent pumps
her way into her hat
With a boulder on her shoulder
Feeling kinda older
She tripped a merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing
Sneezing and wheezing
Her calliope crashed to the ground
But she was blinded by the fright
Revved up like a deuce
A looney picking a fight
Blinded by the fright
Revved up like a deuce
A looney picking a fight
Some silicone sister
With her manager mister
Told her she got what it takes
He said, I'll turn you on honey to something strong
Play the song with the funky break
And go-kart Mozart
Was checking out the weather chart
To see if it was safe outside
And little Early Pearly
Came by in his curly-wurly
And asked her if she needed a ride
'Cause she was blinded by the fright
Revved up like a deuce
A looney picking a fight
Blinded by the fright
She got down but she never got uptight
She's gonna make it to the night
She's gonna make it through the night
But Obama, that's where the fun is
Obama always told her not to bask into the rays of the sun
But Obama, that's where the fun is
Some brimstone baritone
Anticyclone rolling stone
Preacher from the east
Says, "Dethrone the Dictaphone
Hit it in its funny bone
That's where they expect it least."
And some new mown chaperone
Was standing in the corner
Watching the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone
Was messing with his frozen zone
Reminding him of her stance
Her calliope crashed to the ground
But she was blinded by the fright
Revved up like a deuce
A looney picking a fight
Blinded by the fright
Revved up like a deuce
A looney picking a fight
Madman drummers bummers and Sweden in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps her way into her hat
With a boulder on her shoulder feelin' kinda older. She tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing her calliope crashed to the ground
And now a Robot with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws its rover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band
Some silicone sister with her manager mister told her she got what it takes
He said I'll turn you on honey to something strong
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night