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There once was a protester so bold,
Whose message was easily told.
With actions, not speech,
Their feelings they’d teach,
In silence, their story was sold.

There once was a doc named Daskalakis
Who only saw harm in his path
He worried all day
That things would decay
But hopefully, his fears won’t last

There once was a president who desired,
That a contributor be quickly fired.
He made the demand,
With a strong reprimand,
And the employee was promptly retired.

There once was a president who,
Screamed at workers, “Who did this, and I want to find out now!”
Not in a nice manner, he yelled,
To find the culprit, he compelled,
His anger like a storm that blew.

There once was a chef with a stance,
Urging sunscreen for every glance,
His audience he’d tell,
Protect skin, oh so well,
Limericks have a certain romance.

There once was a reporter named Knoller
Whose news reports never were duller
Covered the White House for years
Brought us all to tears
Now he’s gone, a sad loss for all souls.

There once was a boy lost at play,
On a monorail high above the fray,
At Hersheypark, he did stray,
But was found safe that day,
His adventure did not lead him astray.