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There once was a congresswoman, fair,
Whose warning to Crockett was rare,
“Be careful,” she said,
Of Elon Musk’s thread,
Or consequences you soon will share.

There once was a man named Kilmer,
Whose encounters could leave one flustered.
In a restaurant in L.A.,
He met Modine that day,
And it may have altered his career.

There once was a man named Pence,
Who thought tariffs made no sense,
With Rand Paul he’d rave,
And others would save,
From taxes that caused much expense.

There once was a comic named Kosta,
Who targeted the president with a boast-a,
He delivered receipts,
With sharp, witty feats,
And left Trump feeling like a ghost-a.

There once was a house filled with cheer
Wait until you hear who lives there
Some say it’s a ghost
Others boast of a host
But the truth remains quite unclear

There once was a board editorial,
Listed ways things could go venal,
For the president’s deeds,
Backfire with speed,
Conservative views may turn seminal.

There once was a man named Musk,
Whose ties with the president didn’t rust.
Even when he leaves,
The bond still weaves,
Sources confirmed, in them we trust.

There once was a Late Show host, quite fit
Who got applause for a line that was a hit
But then he threw cold water
On the moment, like a squatter
His response was surely a bit unfit

There once was a CNN anchor
Whose words made the editor smirk
With just six words he did thank her
As the news from the network did work
A knowing smile from The Atlantic banker

There once was anchor named Kaitlan Collins,
Who saw a crack in Sheehy’s argument wall-ins.
In Montana he’s a Republican,
But his logic was quite undone,
As Kaitlan pointed out all the tall spins.