Trump Hurls ‘Trash’ At Golf Course Case Judge In Wild Late-Night Image Dump
There once was a golf course so old,
The president’s plan was bold,
A judge took a stand,
Against the new brand,
Now stories of the golf course are told.
There once was a golf course so old,
The president’s plan was bold,
A judge took a stand,
Against the new brand,
Now stories of the golf course are told.
There once was an actor, they say,
Diagnosed with MS, in dismay,
After months in the hospital bay,
He shared his details one day,
Anchorman’s journey on display.
There once was a man named Trump,
Promised relief with a big jump,
But the rising cost,
Showed a different exhaust,
Now his base feels like a real grump.
There once was a VP so wise,
In North Carolina, he did advise,
“Don’t vote for the ones
Who caused all the runs,
Let’s elect someone who’ll improvise.”
There once was a president who said,
“It’s ridiculous!” and shook his head.
He argued with pride,
But eventually complied,
A limerick about him could be read.
There once was a town called Senatobia
Where the police caused quite a phobia
With each incident of shooting
The trust was uprooting
Leaving the Black citizens in a state of paranoia
Homeland Security made a decree,
To extend protection for many,
100,000 folks spared,
From countries impaired,
Their status won’t end, happily.
There once was a man named Trump
Whose distractions caused a big hump
With policies astray
He’d try to make them sway
But Americans saw through the clump
There once was a president who,
Thanked his wife for all she would do.
He then boasted with pride,
At the changes outside,
In a tangent quite bizarre, but true.
There once were some Yanks full of glee,
Recruited by foreign universities, you see.
With funding and freedom,
They left their kingdom,
To explore new academic glee.