There once was a gal named Desi Lydic,
Who saw a Trump official get sick,
He was enduring a rite,
In the spotlight’s bright light,
And Desi’s reaction was quick.
There once was a man named Natsios
Who criticized a pair with bravado
For pushing “a lot of garbage”
Their efforts to gut the message
Of the agency, he said they were shallow.
There once was a Caravan so daring,
From Unalakleet to Nome it was faring,
Nine passengers as well,
And a pilot, they did tell,
But missing, the news had them all glaring.
There once was a view quite absurd,
In Congress it “deserves to die,” declared,
The conservative take,
In the newspaper’s wake,
Opinions clashed, tensions stirred.
There once was a prez and his mate
Whose plan caused a national debate
The adviser did warn
Of an attack to be borne
A prescription for a dire fate
A lot of lawyers are worried about
The issues that are brewing, no doubt
Warned Goodman from NYU
They’ve got much to pursue
Legal battles they must sort out
There once was a host of Late Show,
Whose fear of flying did show,
He may not take flight,
Anytime that’s in sight,
On the ground he will stay, we all know.
There once was a senator from the right
Who defended Trump with all his might
But his efforts did backfire
And his judgment was dire
A self-own in plain sight, what a sight!
There once was a host, late at night,
Who explored a Trump voter’s sight,
A mystery did unfold,
About votes that were bold,
Intriguing the host with insight.
There once was a Rep. named Val Hoyle
Who condemned Trump’s billionaire foil
With an explosive metaphor bold
For his wealthy friend he scolded
In politics, she’s a force to be loyal.