There is one very clear goal,
Argued the New York Times journalist,
To report the truth, that’s the toll,
Seeking facts with fervent zeal,
Their duty, the public to enroll.
There once was a president who
Put his name and image to
All sorts of new ventures he’d bring
From buildings to golf clubs, he’d cling
To branding his name, through and through.
There once was a letter quite grand
To The Palm Beach Post it was planned
It questioned the president
With opinions quite evident
In the paper, it took a firm stand.
There once was a president, a sly,
Who admitted he was never a huge fan, oh my!
Of his Senate ally,
They used to see eye to eye,
Now their friendship has run dry.
There once was a man named Trump
Who claimed his 136-day war had a hump
He said it was done
But it had just begun
His words were just a bit frump
There once was a host named Now,
Who chronicled scandals somehow.
From fatal shootings to litigation,
An outlandish situation,
In limericks, she’d tell us now.
There once was an English star bright,
Who joked about Posh Spice’s viral sight.
He laughed at her pout,
With a jesting shout,
In the limelight, their banter took flight.
There once was a judge named Kathleen,
Whose work was incredibly keen,
Trump’s lawsuit she did rebuke,
With a powerful puke,
Exquisite work, it was seen.
There once was a pool, so they say,
Damage three times the Statue of Liberty’s display,
The president claimed,
The pool was maimed,
A giant mess in the USA.
There once were economists so bright,
Urging action with all of their might,
AI’s impact they did see,
On the economy,
Their advice may lead us to light.