There once was a woman named Karen,
Whose license was stolen in barren,
She was arrested six years later,
For a crime in a city, much greater,
But she swore she’d never been there, darlin’.
There once was a Democrat who,
Replied to Tom Homan, “Boo hoo!”
He warned of an “impediment,”
But she wasn’t one bit hesitant,
In her response, her message rang true.
There once was a late night host
Not impressed by the president’s boast
His deal-making powers
Were viewed as just showers
In the end, they were nothing but ghost
There once was a board, conservative,
Predicted who’d exit, with nerve,
After just a few hours,
In their new place of power,
Their judgment quite harsh, to observe.
There once was a president who
Had reporters in quite a stew,
His flub made them mad,
And they all got quite sad,
As they remembered the past they once knew.
There once was a pundit named Enten,
Whose prediction caused quite the commotion,
He said Trump’s approval
Would soon take a nosedive,
But whether it’s true, time will show then.
There once was a social media space,
In the U.S., uncertain its place,
The future unclear,
Could it persevere?
Or vanish without leaving a trace?
There once were some “hissyfits” online,
From conservatives, they did opine.
In a big Twitter brawl,
They ranted and brawled,
Their outrage in tweets did combine.
There once was a man named Weissmann,
Who thought the rule of law was a sham.
He said it’s horrendous,
And rather pretentious,
But justice is still the grand plan.
There once was a storm from the east,
Dumping snow and rain, not the least.
From Kentucky it spread,
To D.C., it led,
A wintry mix that did not cease.