Laura Coates Throws Donald Trump’s Yearslong ‘Corrupt’ Rhetoric Right Back At Him
There once was a man with a cry,
Pointing fingers up at the sky,
“Screw the establishment!”
He yelled with resentment,
For the little guy, he would sigh.
There once was a man with a cry,
Pointing fingers up at the sky,
“Screw the establishment!”
He yelled with resentment,
For the little guy, he would sigh.
There once was an actor so keen,
Who fired back at the president’s scheme,
With AI videos shared,
Diagnosing those who dared,
With “Trump Derangement Syndrome” unseen.
There are signs that are easy to spot,
If you know what to look for, why not?
With keen eyes and a mind,
The hidden truths you’ll find,
In plain sight, they’re not so hard to plot.
There once was a man named Watters,
Who spoke of a policy that matters,
“It’s a slippery slope,
One-child, oh nope!”
His words caused quite the chatters.
There once was an agency’s approach,
To shift from arrest sweeps in reproach,
Quiet ways were the key,
To reach goals of deportee,
In cities where migrants encroach.
There once was a White House so grand,
Ignoring Biden’s offer firsthand.
HuffPost tried to inquire,
But the response was dire,
Seems they didn’t quite understand.
There once was a ruling so grand,
By the 5th Circuit Court it was planned,
It may affect many
Detained aplenty,
In its jurisdiction they will stand.
There once was a NATO Ambassador, Matt,
Whose view on car food was flat,
He thought it was bleak,
To eat in a car streak,
A national triumph? Not that!
There once was a golfer so sly,
Pleading not guilty, he did try.
But pain pills were found,
In his pocket, all round,
Now he must face the law’s stern eye.
There once was an arch, oh so cool,
Received renovations, oh what a fool,
“Quality work!” they said,
Like the Reflecting Pool, not dead,
But questionable changes, a tool.