Supreme Court Lets Trump End Humanitarian Parole For 500,000 People From 4 Countries
There once was a court with great power,
Deciding to revoke in an hour,
Legal status for those,
From Venezuela it goes,
Leaving migrants in a desperate hour.
There once was a court with great power,
Deciding to revoke in an hour,
Legal status for those,
From Venezuela it goes,
Leaving migrants in a desperate hour.
There once was a swarm in Georgia
Southern Ohio, Kentucky, Cape Cod, and Long Island, a stowaway
They buzzed all around
And made quite a sound
Their numbers the largest display.
There once was a woman named Noor,
Whose husband got detained, that’s for sure.
The school never called,
Leaving her appalled,
No support from the administration’s lure.
There once was a figure quite bold,
Whose views on matters were told,
Ty Cobb did declare,
She’s not treated fair,
In America, her words are not gold.
There once was a senator from Iowa
Who made a big gaffe that caused a furore
Told a voter so sly
About Medicaid, oh my
Said, “Well, we all are going to die.”
There once was a network called PBS
Suing Trump over funding, no less
They fought for their right
In a legal fistfight
Hoping to avoid financial distress
There once was a man named Micah Beckwith
Who claimed Pride Month was a state-corporate-pagan frolic
Not about tolerance, he said
But a scheme to reprogram society instead
His words caused quite a chaotic rollick
There once was a man named Kerik,
Led the NYPD through a tragic pick,
Went to prison for fraud,
Then joined Trump’s denial squad,
His story is quite a quick trick.
There once was a man named Joe Biden,
Recovery from cancer he’s stridin’,
Optimistic they say,
He’ll be healthy one day,
In good health he’ll soon be residin’.
There once was a mom named Emilie
Who wanted to grieve privately
Her child’s drowning was tragic
But social media magic
Made her sorrow a public decree