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There once was a space iconic
Where plans for a story second were chronic
The ballroom’s height
Was debated that night
At a meeting public and ironic

There once was a Late Night host so keen,
Tearing apart claims with a sheen.
About the deadly shooting,
In Minnesota, disputing,
His words cut through the screen.

There once was a president bold,
Who declared to The Times, truth be told,
“It’s the only thing
That can stop me,” he’d sing,
As his power he fiercely controlled.

There once was a man named Bump
Who fought back tears with a thump
While explaining the shooting
In Minnesota, so shocking
It hit him hard like a thump

There once was a woman from Minneapolis,
Shot dead by an ICE officer, oh what a mess.
Anger and outrage on the streets,
Protests and demands for justice beats,
Her death causing much distress.

There once was a star known for skill,
But an accident gave him a thrill,
His gold medal dreams,
Now torn at the seams,
At the Winter Games, he must fulfill.

There once was a space iconic
Where plans for a story second were chronic
The ballroom’s height
Was debated that night
At a meeting public and ironic

There once was a president bold,
Who declared to The Times, truth be told,
“It’s the only thing
That can stop me,” he’d sing,
As his power he fiercely controlled.

There once was a Late Night host so keen,
Tearing apart claims with a sheen.
About the deadly shooting,
In Minnesota, disputing,
His words cut through the screen.

There once was a woman named Griffin,
Who criticized conservatives for living
In a world of narratives they seek,
To support the jersey they speak,
After a shooting left them all reeling.