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There once was a gunman, it’s clear,
Granted asylum this year.
Under Trump’s command,
A file in hand,
His status now raises much fear.

There once was a president who, with great vitality,
Hurled insults at a reporter with no form of rationality.
During a Thanksgiving chat,
He let loose a spat,
Making headlines for his lack of civility.

There once was a boastful old fella
Whose golf skills were nothing but stellar
But on social media
They called him a plebeian
For his swing was as limber as an umbrella.

There once was a president bold,
Who vowed to stop migrants, we’re told.
He said, “Permanently pause,
All migration from those,
Developing countries of old.”

There once was a man named Trump,
His officials called the press a chump.
As he pushed for crackdowns,
On immigration in towns,
Accusing reporters of jumping the gun.

There once was a Guard named Beckstrom,
Who sadly met a terrible storm,
Fighting for her life,
In the midst of the strife,
May her memory forever be warm.

A tsunami was not expected, the U.S.
Tsunami Warning System said with distress.
But the waves hit the land,
And the situation got out of hand,
Leaving many in a terrible mess.

There once was a suspect from afar,
Who worked with the U.S. like a star.
In Kandahar he did roam,
But now in the U.S., his new home,
As a partner force member, bizarre.

There once was a president who vowed
To punish those who disavowed
Political foes faced the wrath
Guiding principle in his path
Campaign pledge now proudly avowed

There was a former secretary of labor,
Who accused the president with fervor,
For breaking a promise so grand,
He criticized and took a bold stand,
And left the president feeling quite somber.