The Trump administration did decide
To check voter rolls far and wide
Sixty-seven million names
It’s a national database game
Searching for those who have lied.
There once was a Rep. from Va. named Don,
Whose financial disclosure form shone,
It disproved a claim,
From Trump’s son, who aimed,
To deceive, but the truth was shown.
There once was a president who
Thought news he disliked was like glue
To treason, but that’s not the case
Said the reporter with grace
In confusion, the president grew
There once was a president named Trump,
Who on Air Force One did jump,
He ranted and raved,
At the reporter he craved,
In his anger, he looked like a grump.
There once was a honeybee swarm,
Not aggressive, they mean no harm,
But they certainly create a buzz,
As they gather and simply buzz,
Nature’s beauty in swarm form.
There once was a rail line of fame,
Whose workers went on strike, what a shame,
Five unions took part,
And the trains had to depart,
Long Island commuters were to blame.
There once was a man who was dead,
Carville proposed a burial instead,
With a nice funeral plea,
For this man who ceased to be,
Laid to rest in his final bed.
There once was a French singer so bold
In a trial, her story was told
For shooting her man
In a scheme and a plan
The outcome of justice, we’re told.
There once was a lass known as Trump,
Who wanted to enter the political jump.
With a hint and a nudge,
She hoped to not fudge,
And make her own mark with a thump.
There once was a podcaster with flair
Who shared thoughts on Palantir with care
Their manifesto for the nation
Caused quite a sensation
In the tech world, they were quite rare