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There once was a comic so bold
She made jokes that were daring and told
The White House was miffed
But she just shrugged and sniffed
For her humor, she’d never withhold.

There once was a man named Mark Rutte
Whose self-respect he never would jut
When asked ’bout the U.S. President
He replied with no hesitance
For NATO, he’d always stand pat.

There once was a senator from Tennessee,
Running for governor, you see,
His ad caused a stir,
Many called it a slur,
Criticism he faced, did he flee.

There once was a President named Trump
Who thought the ceasefire was a dump
After strikes in the strait
He sealed Iran’s fate
With tensions now reaching a hump

There once was a man named Bryan Johnson
Whose goal was to live life more than once one
With his son by his side
He would not be denied
Multiple lifetimes they’d have, the fun!

There once was a House filled with clowns,
Throwing parades over gas prices downs,
Critics laughed with delight,
At the ridiculous sight,
As Trump’s antics received many frowns.

There once was a man from Houston,
Worked hard, a father, no loosen,
ICE officer’s shot,
His dreams all forgot,
35 years, his work permit, now a fusion.

There once was a shooting on Wednesday,
DEA agents were out to play,
Serving a drug warrant,
In Shelby County, so errant,
The chaos had a high price to pay.

There once was a data guru from CNN,
Who predicted good fortunes for Democrats again.
In November they’d win,
It’s the forecast within,
A victory they’re bound to attain.

There once was a man named Bart De Wever
Who talked about a “red card” endeavor
He had a plan in mind
To leave the past behind
His ideas he hoped would be clever