A leader declared with great might,
“We’ll cut waste, even if it’s slight.”
From our budget, a penny at a time,
We’ll make the deficit decline,
Said he with determination in the limelight.
There once was a lawmaker so stern,
Who scoffed at the halftime show’s turn.
He grumbled and frowned,
And criticized the sound,
But missed all the fun to learn.
There once were two Trumpites who’d flit,
Named Boebert and Santos, they’d hit,
With criticism in stride,
Their attacks were worldwide,
But their words often didn’t quite fit.
There once was a president bold,
Who lashed at a pop star, I’m told.
On social media’s page,
He vented his rage,
In a tweet that was harsh and cold.
There once were two critics, oh what a lot,
Accusing a pair of hypocrisy’s blot,
In a spot they did mock,
But their own words did shock,
A limerick of critics, who knew what they’ve got.
There once was a judge named Engelmayer,
Who issued an injunction, oh so fair,
After attorneys general came,
To sue Trump and put him to shame,
Now he must comply and prepare.
There once was a nation so hot,
Where cooling was pricey, a lot.
They pondered with glee,
Could atomic power be,
The first in Southeast Asia to adopt?
There once was a President named Trump
Who treated journalists like a grump
The Pentagon’s decision
Was met with derision
For their hostility made many jump
During his first presidency, Trump sparred,
With California, their laws he charred.
Over climate and water,
Immigrant rights he slaughtered,
In battles, both sides left scarred.
There once was a host with a knack,
For comebacks that would not crack,
When Rep. Byron Donalds spoke,
The host’s response was no joke,
A snappy comeback to attack.