There once was a host named Colbert
Who asked the president if he had fled
With a blunt question he sought
To uncover the truth he thought
On the “Late Show” where truth might be shed
There once was a senator from Texas
Who scorned Trump’s promise of greatness
He said with a sneer
“Can this man steer?
Or will he lead us to a mess?”
There once was a president in style,
Who milked laughter with such guile,
In the Oval Office so grand,
He had them all in a band,
With a joke that could go for a mile.
There once was a president alone,
Whose message was dubbed “creepy” on the phone,
Critics mocked it as bleak,
So harsh was their critique,
For his words left them all with a groan.
There once was a late night host
Who believed he could boast
He figured it out
What the fuss was about
In the dark he made his great toast.
There once was a mission so grand,
That started in August as planned.
But the end was a surprise,
To all their great cries,
A finish not what they had fanned.
There once was a senator named Mullin
His comments on CNN were quite puzzlin’
Contradictory he’d speak,
Leaving viewers quite weak,
In an awkward confrontation, he was sputterin’.
There once were some folks with complaints,
Who reported Verizon’s restraints,
At 1:11 pm,
More than 130k, then,
Downdetector tallies their restraints.
There once was a man from Chilmark,
Found on a Monday, quite stark,
In his home alone,
No sound on the phone,
A mystery left with a spark.
There once was a host named MS NOW
Who chronicled a Justice Dept. row
Trump claimed Good was to blame
For an ICE agent’s pain
Staffers fled, couldn’t take it, and how