There once was a man named Vance,
Who thought Canada was a state by chance,
He said during a stop in Maine,
But his geography was quite inane,
For the facts he did not advance.
There once were some folks who were told,
That their stay in the country was bold,
Revocations were made,
But they still could have stayed,
No immediate goodbye was foretold.
There once was a star with a flair
On her big day she made fans aware
Of a charity she adored
She asked them to afford
To donate, with love and with care
There once was a Marmot Week fat,
Started on a Monday like that,
It may seem like just fun,
But a serious side, hon,
To protect they do tit for tat.
There once was a leader named Mette
Who told a male surgeon, “Oh, let me
Be clear, I’m content
With my body’s descent
I don’t need your opinion, you see!”
There once was a guard named Natasha Cloud,
Who yelled and pointed so loud,
At a former NBA center,
Who entered the game, but didn’t enter,
Security quickly ushered him out.
There once was a man named Pete
Whose political future looked neat
He was back in the state
Considering his fate
For a second campaign he’d compete.
There once was a man named Aviles,
Immigration gave him the chills,
Arrested for working,
His son was out searching,
On a carrier, paying all the bills.
There once was a case of great dread
Quintuple murder, the police said
They searched for the clues
To solve the dark news
In the investigation, they led
There once was a president so grand,
With a Qatari-gifted plane at hand,
Flying overhead with great pride,
In the capital, he did reside,
Celebrating with the people in the land.