There once was a CEO Deckman named Melissa,
Who said, “Americans’ views of Trump are quite cavalier.”
They’re concerned, she observed,
That democracy’s curved,
And they fear that it’s starting to veer.
There once was a senator from Carolina,
Whose post on social media was minor,
But it backfired fast,
And his hopes didn’t last,
Now he’s feeling like quite the recliner.
There once was a strategist, instructor,
Who claimed the president was a debaucher,
He “earned” a grade high,
That he never should try,
A student he failed as disrupter.
There once was a host from late night
Who said the president’s future was not bright
Heading toward a dubious distinction
Causing quite a commotion and friction
He warned of an impending plight
There once was a man named Enten
Who said the people, without amen
Do not like what they’re seeing
From the president, agreeing
In America, their views won’t mend.
There once was a president grand
Who overplayed his hand
Now he’s paying the price
For his gamble not nice
His fate is not what he planned
There once was a man named Trump,
Selling hats and shirts with a thump,
For 2028 was the year,
He made his intentions clear,
But many found it all a big jump.
There once was a Browns QB new,
Whom the president wanted to rue.
The press secretary said,
“The facts speak for themselves,” it’s been spread,
After the draft, the QB’s debut.
There once was a film quite troubled,
In the U.S. soon to be doubled,
Its release date is near,
Will it persevere?
Its fate remains deeply troubled.
When the Eagles won the Super Bowl in ’18,
Not enough players the White House did keen.
Their invitation got nixed,
In Trump’s first term it was fixed,
Politics and sports clashed in between.