There once was a House filled with clowns,
Throwing parades over gas prices downs,
Critics laughed with delight,
At the ridiculous sight,
As Trump’s antics received many frowns.
There once was a man from Houston,
Worked hard, a father, no loosen,
ICE officer’s shot,
His dreams all forgot,
35 years, his work permit, now a fusion.
There once was a shooting on Wednesday,
DEA agents were out to play,
Serving a drug warrant,
In Shelby County, so errant,
The chaos had a high price to pay.
There once was a data guru from CNN,
Who predicted good fortunes for Democrats again.
In November they’d win,
It’s the forecast within,
A victory they’re bound to attain.
There once was a man named Bart De Wever
Who talked about a “red card” endeavor
He had a plan in mind
To leave the past behind
His ideas he hoped would be clever
There once was a host named “Last Word”
Who gave a monologue quite absurd
On reasons he found
His trust ran aground
For Maine’s Senate candidate preferred
There once was a strategist named Nellis
Who said the GOP lacks its own fellas
He named names in discussion
And caused quite a concussion
By pointing out their lack of good jellas.
There once was a woman of grace,
Denied fair representation in her case,
Supporters did plea,
On social media spree,
For justice to be served in this place.
Former Judge Dugan, without gloom,
Maintained courtroom decorum’s bloom,
She acted not viciously,
But for safety, conspicuously,
To keep order, she ended the gloom.
There once was a president’s team,
Their luck was like a bad dream,
They would always lose,
And sing the blues,
Their losses made the fans scream.