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There once was a man named Meyer,
Whose designs were sure to inspire.
Postwar boom he did seize,
And his creations did please,
On shelves for decades, they’d never tire.

There once was a man on Mount Cook,
Where danger and ice sharply shook,
Near the summit he passed,
His life didn’t last,
In the incident, death overtook.

There once was a girl named Kepner,
Whose death caused quite a stir,
On social media it spread,
Speculation widespread,
Her story captured the world in a blur.

There once was a Toyota Matrix,
Reported as stolen, a factus,
Lost control on the road,
Hit a Ford, what a load,
Authorities deemed it bad practice.

There once was a president so bold,
Whose flip-flop on goods left small firms cold,
They faced difficult choices,
Amidst loud market voices,
In China’s trade war they were caught in a hold.

There once was a puppeteer great,
Whose creations were known to elate.
His items so grand,
Were known throughout the land,
In the world of art he held much weight.

There once was a president who flipped,
At “the Creeps” in the paper he quipped,
Called them enemy of the people,
With words that were rarely feeble,
But his anger in limericks slipped.

There once was a House speaker quite keen
Who called it a “great tool” on the scene
But the rest of the House
All called him a louse
For making such a foolish routine

There once was a Fox News host so bold,
Pushed back against confidence, we’re told.
Katie Miller, quite smart,
Wife of staff with great heart,
In the White House, the story unfolds.

There once was a mocking user,
Who scoffed at a miracle so super,
But karma came back,
With a swift, sharp attack,
Now that user’s no longer a boaster.