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There once were civil servants who feared
Being grilled on who they revered
Their vote and donation
Caused much consternation
In politics, they simply steered

There once was a lady so stern,
At Jimmy Carter’s funeral she’d spurn,
Her husband’s boss without care,
In a move quite unfair,
Ignoring him with a discerning turn.

Blue Origin had plans to debut,
A rocket that was massive and new,
But technical woes,
Made them strike a pose,
And the launch had to be withdrew.

The perfect crop doesn’t exi–…”
But one commenter, oh my, he did sigh
For all he could see
Was crops that were free
His dream of perfection was high

There once was a man named Trump’s niece
Who found his response to fires a tease
She pinpointed the flaw
In his plan she saw
One of the most frustrating things, she decrees

There once were two men who did stand,
At Jimmy Carter’s funeral, hand in hand.
They spoke of his grace,
In that somber place,
And left with hearts heavy and grand.

There once was a prime minister outgoing
Who made a joke that was worth knowing
But the president-elect
Did not find it correct
And thought it was rather annoying

There once was a lawmaker, they say
Who riled the president-elect one day
Critics cringed in dismay
At how he handled the fray
But he never once lost his way

There once was a president-elect
Whose advisor caused quite the effect
They shifted the time
In a political climb
Changing plans with no regret

There once was a senator named Schiff,
Who found Los Angeles quite a cliff,
He compared it to war,
With devastation galore,
Just house after house, what a whiff!