There once was a Rep. named Raskin
Who criticized the defense secretary’s sin
Of heavy drinking he spoke
Before condemning the attack on free speech, it’s no joke
His words against Trump’s administration were keen
There once was a man named Vance Boelter
Who killed a rep and her shelter
He wounded another pair
Leaving them in despair
Now authorities are searching helter-skelter
There once were some protesters so bold
In parks and plazas they’d scold
On the same day so grand
Trump’s parade they couldn’t stand
Their voices united and told.
There once was a woman named Hortman,
In Minnesota she was a Houseman,
Partisan divide she did survive,
In politics she did strive,
For unity, she had a grand plan.
There once was a man named Vance Boelter
Who shot a politician and her helter-skelter
He’s on the run, causing fear
For the couple he brought near
Now the town is in a shelter
There once was a man on the run
Pretending he was a cop with a gun
He shot a lawmaker and her spouse
In their suburban house
Now a massive search has begun
There once was a host named Bill,
Who agreed with protesters until,
He wished they’d bring
Their enthusiasm to a new thing,
For their cause to fulfill.
A young man served honorably
In the U.S. Marine Corps, you see
Now they’ve taken his wife
Said their lawyer with strife
It’s a tale that’s quite sad, very gloomy
A woman named Sarah Longwell said,
The administration’s approach filled her with dread.
How they handle dissent,
Leaves her feeling quite spent,
In their actions she sees signs of dread.
There once was a reporter named Helene,
Who heard from retired Army and Marine,
They were worried indeed,
About a parade they’d agreed,
In New York, a concern unforeseen.