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There once was a woman in ICE,
Her ex’s crypto was not very nice,
If deported, she might
Still have access, despite
The investigator’s advice.

Former Veep Harris spoke with grace
At the NAACP Image Awards space
Her message was sober
But her hope did not waver
Injustice she aimed to erase

There once was a lass named Farah,
Who warned the president afar;
Her caution was clear,
To both him and his peers,
Saying, “Watch out for trouble, don’t spar!”

There once was a Late Show host so bold
Who dove into the president’s claim untold
He explored the fringe notion
With deep devotion
And left his audience wowed and sold.

There once was a show like Scooby Doo,
But a commenter said it was poo,
It was filled with such dread,
Like a cartoon not well fed,
And compared to the gang, it just blew.

There once was a strategist astute
Who called out a Fox News graphic, so cute
He reminded the host
Of the debt’s costly coast
And left with a sly, knowing salute

There once was a man named Enten
Who found in the polls something quite pleasant
The president’s data was odd
But for Harry, it was all a facade
A surprise in the numbers he’d been present

There once was a man named Jesse,
Who warned of a situation so messy,
He said it’s unavoidable,
Causing folks to be unemployable,
His words left many feeling uneasy.

There once was a man named Sean Duffy,
Who told protesters to go away, quite stuffy,
For cuts to the rail,
He didn’t want to fail,
So he urged them to protest elsewhere, quite huffy.

There’s less help to fight wildfires now,
Fewer resources, people somehow.
The specter of blazes,
More destructive crazes,
With worries that truly heighten the brow.