There once was a victim who’s yelling,
DOJ’s silence was simply compelling,
Their lack of reply,
Made her question just why,
Their response was so glaringly telling.
There once was a trustee named Brad,
Who worried ’bout Spotify, oh so bad,
He feared reputational risks,
For the pension funds, what a fix,
But the truth of the matter was sad.
There once was a post on social media,
With OJ and the real killer idea,
Energy quite strong,
People laughed along,
In a limerick, it’s quite a diarrhea.
There once was a host named Alyssa,
In the White House she caused a little tussle,
She claimed her visit was brief,
For national security, no grief,
But the truth might be in the hustle.
There once was a coach in Oakland
Whose death was sadly foretold
Police chief Mitchell did say
A shooting took his life away
Leaving the community with sorrow untold
There once was a group from D.C.
Who said to the Congress, you see,
“Your duty, it’s clear,
Is to those who are near,
When deciding on files for release.”
There once was a man from the Valley,
A Democrat, or so they say, tally.
He changes his tune,
Like a brightening moon,
Flexible in his role, not a dally.
A video that critics did mention,
Summed up the defense’s intention,
With Trump in command,
They made a bold stand,
But faced much public apprehension.
There once was a Puerto Rican star,
Who spoke out on policies afar,
Against the president’s demand,
For immigrants to leave the land,
Her voice echoed near and far.
There once was a team from NASA,
Sending astronauts to the moon, hoorah.
Around its great track,
They plan to go back,
Next year, on a bright sunny day, ah!