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There once was a Rep. named Thanedar
Who quoted Trump, oh how bizarre
After Reiner’s death
No one held their breath
For Trump’s fans didn’t see it afar

There once was a man named McCabe,
Whose fiery words did not obey,
He ranted with might,
About a shooting one night,
By an immigration officer astray.

There once was a lady who said
That abuse was far too widespread
Horrific and vile
Yet it’s still in style
Oh, the sadness and pain in her head

Researchers found mummies, quite a sight,
In a dig near the city of Arar so bright,
Seven mummies were revealed,
And bones of cheetahs concealed,
A discovery bringing history to light.

There once was a secretary named Noem
Who said ICE was right, not wrong
But critics did scoff
Said the claims were off
In taking kids from where they belong

There once was a man named Trump
Who threatened to make a big jump
Using troops as a threat
Amidst protests and fret
Minneapolis in turmoil, a bump

There once was a troop movement grand,
To show Europe united and planned.
They hoped it would send,
A message to Trump’s end,
NATO’s strength in defense firmly stand.

There once was a doctor named Oz,
Who said the president’s T levels were a bit above cause,
He claimed with some zeal,
That it was quite unreal,
For a man over 70, it gave him pause.

There once was a grad from Columbia
Facing threat of deportation, oh what a dilemma
With each passing day
Her future seemed grey
Will she find the way out of this dilemma?

There once was a podcaster who said
He could see Trump’s move with no dread
Sending agents to Minnesota
He saw both sides, on that sofa
But listeners cried out with great dread