There once was a man named Garcia
Surrendered to immigration, oh what a drama
In Baltimore he did face
Deportation from his place
To Uganda, Trump’s administration caused trauma
There once was an agency named ICE,
In Trump’s plan for mass deportations so precise,
They targeted immigrants,
Causing many predicaments,
Their actions filled many hearts with grief and vice.
There once was a man named Trump
Who wanted to redraw the House map
To secure a Republican win
For years it would grin
Their dominance a future stamp
There once was an actor named Jerry,
Who lived to the age of quite merry.
At 96 he died,
His talent never denied,
In memories, he’ll always tarry.
There once was a wind project offshore
Trump’s admin said, “No more!”
Stopped at 80% done
Rhode Island’s sun
Left the wind turbines to snore.
There once was a party reviled,
For protecting pedophiles, they’re defiled,
Comedian Pete Dominick did say,
In a mocking and scathing way,
Their reputation forever compiled.
There once was a first baseman named Rice
Who found a strange thing not once, but twice
“It made a little noise,”
He said with a poise
“I don’t know where that thing’s been,” he said with advice
There once was a host on TV,
Who listed Trump’s actions with glee,
Each step that was taken,
Left him quite shaken,
As he spoke with a tone dark and free.
In Texas, the map shows new districts,
That favor Republicans, no misfits,
Lines drawn to give power,
To the GOP tower,
In elections, they hope for assists.
There once was a man putting on an act,
So transparent, people could see through the act,
Rep. Boyle remarked,
As the man embarked,
On a performance that lacked any tact.