There once was a president who’s not sure
About the First Amendment, no lure
His views on free speech
Seemed quite out of reach
In a democracy, that’s quite impure.
There once was a host late at night
Who found Trump’s comments a sight
About conservative Kirk
The unexpected quirk
Left viewers in laughter, quite bright.
There once was a Chief from KC,
Who chuckled when asked if he’d be,
Rattled when proposing,
His answer imposing,
He said, “Not at all, you see!”
There once was a punk rap duo Bob Vylan,
Whose show got cancelled, ain’t it wild, man?
Bobby Vylan’s comments so bold,
Caused their gig to be put on hold,
Now they’re left with no show, that’s the plan.
We deeply regret this mistake,
The newspaper wrote, for heaven’s sake!
We’ll make corrections,
And in all directions,
Ensure our facts are real, not fake.
There once was a future in store,
Where trans kids could just be kids, that’s for sure,
No need for concern,
Or judgment to discern,
Just happy childhoods forevermore.
There once was a pundit named Harry,
Who said Democrats should not be wary,
“At this point in the cycle,
They should like what they see,” he did stifle,
But will their success be temporary?
A young man named Tyler, oh lord,
Admitted on Discord, no fraud,
“It was me,” he did write,
Confessing outright,
His guilt in a message abroad.
There once was a man named Ali Velshi,
Who asked, “What could possibly go wrong?” quite freely.
He soon found out the truth,
As problems arose in his youth,
His optimism turned to melancholy.
There once was a president who’d fret
Critics pointed out, with no regret
Examples of his rhetoric
Were glaringly authentic
In speeches, he often left a threat