Satire is now the only way to deal with these shysters; here is my lame attempt (my apologies to Music Man):
Trouble, oh we got trouble,
Right here in Copenhagen!
With a capital “T”
That rhymes with “C” and “D” and “S”
And that stands for carbon dioxide from your SUV,
That stands for C02.
We’ve surely got trouble!
Right here in Copenhagen,
Right here!
Gotta figger out a way
To keep the young ones watching Al Gores movie at school!
Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble...
I want my cheap R-12 freon back.