There once was a senator from Georgia,
Who exposed the president’s close liaison.
With a much younger aide,
Their bond was not afraid,
To spark scandal and cause great paranoia.
There once was a sign of the times
It pointed to crimes and to dimes
It was bold and bright
In the day and the night
A reminder of society’s grimes
There once was a storm with such might,
Dropped three feet of rain through the night,
Raging torrents did flow,
Down mountains they’d go,
Leaving destruction in sight.
There once was a lake called Powell,
Whose levels were starting to droll.
It reached a milestone,
With a tone quite forlorn,
As Mead hit a low, taking its toll.
There once was a storm named Lala,
Headed straight for Hawaii’s Big Island, the National Hurricane Center warned her,
With strong winds and rain,
She caused quite the pain,
But the islanders were prepared and didn’t let her.
There once was a president named Trump
And Hegseth, his defense man, a grump
Deplorable conditions they deny
On the USS Lincoln, they lie
Ignoring the sailors, the chumps
There once was a man named Trump,
Who referred to his foe as a chump,
He called him a slob,
In a Twitter mob,
And started a feud with a thump.
There once was a host named Bill
Who said the Iran war was a thrill
It was a mission worth fighting
Until Trump’s team started slighting
Now the mess they must try to distill
There once was a president in need
Whose golf game was his main deed
Rep. Moulton did say
He’d rather play all day
Than focus on the country’s lead
There once was a reservation so grand,
In Sonoran Desert, quite close to the sand.
With Mexico border near,
62 miles clear,
O’odham land, protected and manned.