Air traffic controllers were met
With cat noises and barking, you bet
They told pilots to cease
But the noise didn’t decrease
Unidentified, causing a pet fret
There once was a habit quite presidential,
The Wall Street Journal found it influential,
Readers took notice,
Of this presidential bonus,
Becoming quite societal.
A mix up of God and a movie,
Our leaders, oh what a groovy,
Suggesting God is behind them,
The muddle we’re in,
One person exclaimed, “oh so screwy!”
There once was a woman named Carlson,
Said, “Where do we end up with this? It’s appalling!”
She questioned quite loud,
In a worried cloud,
The answer to her query was daunting.
There once was a message so sly,
Said to be like a nail, oh my!
It revealed Trump’s true face,
In a way that we can’t erase,
A former lawmaker let out a sigh.
There once was a press secretary so wary,
Who made a claim that was quite contrary,
To the truth that was clear,
So the public could hear,
And called her out for being quite scary.
There once was a man with a clue,
Who said, “We’re on a short leash, it’s true.”
He tugged and he pulled,
But the leash wasn’t fooled,
And the man realized he was stuck like glue.
There once was a man named Trump
Who told the Iranians to jump
He said it’s not safe
To attend the tournament race
Now they won’t be able to thump
There once was a governor from Kentucky
Who rebuked Trump with vigor and witty
He called out the cowards
For siding with powers
In a feud that was far from pretty
Olivia Troye said with distress,
She “never saw that asshole” confess,
In the White House she’d been,
But one key thing she hadn’t seen,
A limerick to express her duress.