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.
A lawyer named Ahmad Assed,
Found the jury’s verdict aghast,
He said with dismay,
In a text to convey,
Disappointment in words amassed.
There once was a police investigation,
At VSU with much consternation.
Chesterfield County joined in,
To find where the trouble had been,
Their efforts brought much satisfaction.
There once was a person so bland
Who never took a strong stand
Yet somehow they’d speak
Their words were quite weak
A platform for nothing in hand
There once was a judge named Lynn Winmill,
Who ruled on laws with a firm, steady quill,
Anti-abortion laws,
Were against the clause,
Of due process, equal rights, and good will.