There once was a bar on St. Helena
Where a shooter caused quite a scene-a
Four people lay dead
And many more bled
In a tragedy that felt so obscene-a
There once was a chopper in flight,
Above a beach in broad daylight,
It started to spin,
And couldn’t quite win,
Crashing into palms, what a sight!
In Manhattan court, lawyers did sport,
Claiming cops did not have the report,
Without a warrant in hand,
They searched through the land,
Mangione’s backpack, they’ve been caught!
There once was a blast on a Friday,
The dead count was unclear that day.
The cause was unknown,
Leaving people to groan,
In a tragic and sorrowful way.
There once was a man named Joe Biden
Whose cancer news left us all sidin’
Prostate to the bone
He faced it alone
But we all hoped his health would be glidin’
There’s a subject at large, what a plight,
Said Chief Cornell White one dark night,
No specifics, he cried,
The culprit did hide,
In Heidelberg, out of sight.
A design project the president did hail
On Truth Social, he shared a new tale
An artist’s creation
For his Washington station
In D.C., his project will prevail
There once was a rally so fine,
Where Trump people gathered to shine,
Kara Swisher did say,
“It’s just for the day,”
In politics, it’s all on the line.
There once was a town named Leland,
Where folks gathered and drinks they did hand,
Sen. Simmons did say,
They had fun every day,
In the downtown, a jolly old band.
There once were troops, one point three million,
Serving the U.S. with precision,
In uniform they stand,
Protecting the land,
Their duty, a patriotic mission.