There once was an actor who said,
He speaks for all, it is spread.
To the first lady’s great delight,
He made a request that night,
In limerick form, his words led.
There once was a lad named Torres
In Madrid, he caused quite a fuss
With a red hat in his hand
“Make Spain Great Again” was the brand
Celebrating the victory, he did thus
There once was a man named Lemire,
Who couldn’t imagine anyone higher,
He said with a sigh,
“It’s hard to deny,
That no one else could be the sire.”
There once was a son of the president,
On social media, he faced discontent,
Called “the biggest cokehead,”
Rumors swirling, widespread,
But the truth of the matter, dissent.
There’s not much more to add, he did say
With support from the system in play
La Liga’s president
With federations content
Ruling smoothly, day after day.
There once was a president bold
Whose words on Iran were quite cold
He used an unexpected word
To describe what he had heard
Of violence and stories untold.
There once was a man named Enten
Who said the president’s drivin’
Dislike and the hate
That Canadians create
In the United States, to our chagrin
There once was a Rep. named Greene,
Who used slang that was rather obscene.
She told the President,
With language quite vehement,
Her words were not fit for a teen.
There once was a singer named D4vd
Whose trial for a crime was delayed
He’s accused of a killing
And gruesome distilling
Of poor Celeste Rivas Hernandez slayed
There once was a man named Maduro,
His wife Cilia in jail did go,
In Brooklyn they stayed,
Since January they’ve paid,
Their troubles just seem to grow.