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In Virginia, the court’s ruling came fast,
Now voters may find themselves cast.
Sixteen hundred may go,
Though legality’s low,
As democracy’s shadows are cast.

Kamala smiled with cheeky delight,
When asked if she swears day or night.
“F**k Donald Trump?” she said,
With a grin, not with dread,
In the spotlight, her laughter took flight!

In the quarters of July and September,
The economy had quite a splendor.
At two point eight rate,
Consumers can state,
“Our spending’s the heart of this tender!”

At the border, young Olivia stood,
Thought a pop star was up to no good.
For thirty long minutes,
In a spot not so wince,
She feared she’d misunderstood!

A dog with a bark sharp and sly,
Made Trump fans all squirm with a lie.
With a jest and a tease,
He brought them to knees,
In laughter, their pride waved goodbye!

In the city where traffic’s a dance,
They’ve given jaywalking a chance.
With Benz and with bike,
Walk freely, take flight,
Ending bias, ensuring a prance!

In a tale that raised quite a stir,
RFK Jr. made claims that were blurr’d.
He said Trump offered power,
To control in an hour,
The CDC’s wake’s such a slur!

In a twist that could spell doom,
Harry pointed to polling gloom,
“Unprecedented,” he said,
For Trump’s hopes, it could spread
A wave of electoral doom!

In a Trump ad that’s quite the charade,
Daniel Dale caught the grand masquerade.
With a spin quite absurd,
He flagged every word,
Showing truth’s shadowy path was delayed.

In a courtroom where truths must align,
Judge Luttig gave Trump’s GOP a sign.
“Be honest,” he said,
“Quit dancing on thread,
Or the future you seek won’t be fine!”