A young man named Cole Schmidtknecht
Whose parents began to suspect
That Walgreens and OptumRx
Were playing some dirty tricks
So they sued them in court without regret
There once was a chief named Donnelly,
Switching from rescue to recovery operation was necessary,
In D.C. they searched,
For those left perch,
Hoping to find everyone safe and merry.
There once was a man named Mark Z,
Who wooed Trump with great dedication.
He spent months on his quest,
To befriend the new guest,
In the White House administration.
There once was a pundit named Jess,
Who made Watters quite distressed,
Her response was so sharp,
To his comment so tart,
In a clash of words they both were put to the test.
There once was a man named Kosta
Who couldn’t believe what he saw
Trump wanted him in charge
Of Health, a bit large
A responsibility that left him in a pasta
There once was a group quite adamant,
Amnesty International led the rant,
They criticized the president’s view,
With their voices loud and true,
In hope of change, their words were meant.
There once was a woman named Kathleen
Said Kennedy doesn’t know what he’s seen
She’s “very concerned”
For the agency he’s spurned
Under Obama, she’d overseen.
There once was a president who hoped
That his nominee wouldn’t be roped
By the Senate’s tight grip
On a late night host’s quip
But the nominee’s fate remained cloaked.
There once was a first lady so classy
Whose style was featured in a fashion mag glossy
Their collaboration, so fine
Made history with design
A partnership truly sassy
There once was a first lady, so fine,
Whose name trended online in a line,
During Kennedy’s confirmation,
A social media sensation,
In the Senate, her fame did shine.