Powerball Jackpot Jumps To $1.7 Billion After Another Night Without A Big Winner
There once was a lotto game spinner,
With 41 draws but no big winner,
The jackpot stayed low,
No one’s luck did it know,
Till one day it was claimed with a glimmer.
There once was a lotto game spinner,
With 41 draws but no big winner,
The jackpot stayed low,
No one’s luck did it know,
Till one day it was claimed with a glimmer.
There once was a Senator from La.
Whose food safety concerns caused a fray
Mocked on social media, so insane
For his “bats**t” presentation in vain
Sen. Kennedy’s worries led the way
There once were children from Guatemala
Trump tried to send them away
Families protested with might
They wanted their kids to stay in sight
Contradicting what officials did say
There once was a president so keen,
But his search for gratitude, it did seem,
Would lead him astray,
And he’d find dismay,
In other places, not where he’d been.
There once was an AG named Schwalb
Who saw troops as a military mob
He called it a force
An “involuntary” course
For the city, a troubling job
The president said he’ll “just have to blame”
It “if something happens that’s really bad.”
But the people were wise
And could see through his lies
So they voted him out of the game.
There once was a man named Osterholm
Who said, “Florida’s not where I’d be calm
I wouldn’t let my kids
Go to Disney World bids
For safety, I’d rather stay home.”
There once was a man named Cheung
Who responded with “Trolololololol” to a meme
In the White House he worked
His humor often irked
But his limerick skills were gleam
There once was a man named Ellison
To Paramount, he was soon drawn
As Skydance’s leader,
He’d be a big reader,
Taking the reins before dawn.
The iconic author’s son, so bright,
In Africa spent years with delight,
Oversaw posthumous works,
Of the Nobel laureate’s perks,
Continuing his father’s light.