George E. Johnson Sr., Founder Of A Pioneering Black Hair Care Business, Dies At 99
There once was a man named George E.
His business was listed, you see,
On the Stock Exchange quite grand,
A pioneer in the land,
Now his legacy will forever be.
There once was a man named George E.
His business was listed, you see,
On the Stock Exchange quite grand,
A pioneer in the land,
Now his legacy will forever be.
There once was a man named Lorenzo,
ICE said he was Mexican, and so,
He was shot dead one day,
In a tragic display,
Now his story we’ll never truly know.
There once was a man named Patel,
Accused of trying to kill his own shell,
Charges dropped, mental health aid,
Now he can start a new tale,
Hopefully, he’ll be doing well.
There once was a leader so grand,
His dance moves made quite a strong stand,
After a World Cup win,
His team joined right in,
For a herky-jerky Y.M.C.A. brand.
There once was a man named Graham Platner,
Sen. Kelly said he should abandon her.
It’s time to step down,
Let a new hope be found,
For a nominee to go further.
One X user called the president’s claims “such BS.”
Said they were just a political mess,
On Twitter, he ranted,
But many just chanted,
“Fake news” in response to distress.
There once was a comic so bold,
Who sarcastically said, truth be told,
“I’m so proud of him,
The president so grim,”
In jest, his humor was gold.
There once was a player named Mbappe
Who defended himself in a strong display
He stood up for Paraguay
In a statement, he did convey
His words in a forceful, clear way.
There once was a president fast,
Received a blast from his past,
It made him feel quite aghast,
Memories flooding, so vast,
His old life now fading, at last.
There once was a president with flair,
Whose claims about migrants were rare,
Critics pointed out,
Racism, no doubt,
In his words that caused quite a scare.