There once was a president whose priorities were questioned,
His decisions were fiercely contested and condemned,
People wondered if he truly understood,
The issues at hand, if he really should,
His leadership skills were now quite apprehended.
There once was a man named Clinton,
Who thought his plan was so perfect, quite certain.
But things went astray,
And the truth came to play,
Now his reputation is uncertain.
A televised snuff film, how vile,
Of a killer in wheelchair, no guile.
Martina’s dismay,
At the values on display,
In America, it’s just not in style.
There once was a man named Burnham
Who wanted the facts to affirm
He said, “It’s vital
To state things so vital
And make sure the truth is confirmed.”
There once was a comic so bold
In court, a trial to unfold
In Southwark he’d stand
For weeks, take a stand
His story soon to be told
There once were two men in debate,
On qualifications, Iran, and AI’s state.
Graham and Andrews clashed,
On topics unhashed,
On Sunday evening so late.
There once was a man named Trump,
Whose actions caused quite a stumped.
CNN’s analyst said,
He’s a key reason dread,
For the chaos he always thumped.
There once was an ad campaign launch,
That drew bipartisan backlash, staunch.
The administration’s plan,
Faced criticism from every clan,
The ads left many in a punch.
There once was a race in Michigan
For Abdul El-Sayed, it was quite a win
The Senate was his aim
In the political game
Now the Democrats all cheer and grin
There once was a mayor from the City
Who criticized Homeland’s pity
For the shooting of Belgal
In the Bronx, a sad tale
His response was not pretty or witty.