There once was a playbook we feared,
Seen many times and it’s appeared,
The famed economist said,
Faster than expected, dread,
In America it’s reared, we’re seared.
Just 14% are not worried, it’s true,
About costs that they face each day through.
In a poll that was done,
Many feel they must shun,
Expenses that cause them to stew.
There once was a team of researchers,
Took a decade to find what they were after,
The cause of the disease they did seek,
With persistence, they didn’t grow meeker,
Finally, they found it, those diligent teachers.
There once was a flight, 108,
Carrying folks at a great rate,
Mid-air emergency,
Caused quite a frenzy,
But the pilot handled it first rate.
There once was a man with great clout
Whose pay package was all wiped out
The court struck it down
He got quite a frown
An “interim award” was his new route
There once was an admin so grand,
Using funds as they had planned,
To promote their views on Israel’s land,
With a sly and strategic hand,
In the Trump era, nothing is bland.
There once was a comic so bright,
Found joy in the paranormal’s strange flight,
“This hobby is random,
But cool!” said the madman,
In mysteries of the dark, his delight.
In San Fran’s World Dog Surfing race,
Fifteen pooches will show off their grace.
They’ll ride waves with such flair,
Competing for top dog in the air,
Championship title they’ll chase.
There once was a man named Buffett,
His conglomerate stayed out of market stuff.
With tariffs and growth in mind,
Cautiously they declined,
Amidst uncertainty, they had enough.
In the Smithsonian’s historic light,
White House pressure did not take flight.
Trump’s impeachment stays,
In the exhibit’s displays,
No altering of history’s sight.