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There once was a commentator, indeed,
Who referred to Lundholm as a he,
Competing in moguls,
Inappropriate boggles,
Sweden’s Elis, correct pronouns need.

There once was a French ice dance team,
Who followed world champs with a gleam.
Their performance was near perfection,
They skated with such great affection,
And wowed the crowd with their dream.

There once was a mammal quite grand,
410 pounds of blubber on land,
With a rescue so fine,
Back to sea in no time,
Thanks to teamwork so carefully planned.

There once was a man named Duffy
Who declared the threat was quite stuffy
The airspace was closed
For hours imposed
But now it’s all clear and not scruffy

There once was an attorney who said,
“Not trusting officials is dread,
Their words are unkind,
We’re left far behind,
In their promises, lies are widespread.”

There once was a lady named Nancy
Missing for 11 days, it was chancy
Investigators searched
A black glove was lurching
Forensic tests to solve the mystery.

There once was a host Erickson,
Who said the AG should be gone,
Fired or resign,
Was his firm line,
To the listeners he did inform.

There once was a designer named Iryna
Whose helmet design was quite the arena
Featuring athletes slain
In war’s cruel domain
A challenge to face war’s grim demeanor

There once was a veep who did say,
To athletes at the games far away,
“Expect pushback, my friends,
If politics you defend,
At the Olympics, you might rue the day.”

There once was a skater so swift,
Who in Milan had quite the gift,
At just twenty-one years,
He conquered his peers,
In the 1,000 meters, spirits lift.