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There once was a man named Michael Wolff,
Who thought he could act really tough,
But a judge called his bluff,
Said the lawsuit was rough,
Now he’s in legal hot water and can’t do enough.

There once was a town called Garden Grove,
Where chemicals caused quite a woe.
Evacuation orders in place,
And schools shut down with no trace,
40,000 people on the go.

The VA made a change, so they say,
Without proof, in an unlawful display,
No medical grounds in sight,
Their actions not right,
In violation of rules, they did stray.

There once was an app AI-powered,
In testing for years it had flowered.
But to everyone’s dismay,
It lasted just nine months, they say,
A short-lived project devoured.

There once was a man from D.C.,
Brought in as the Justice No. 2, you see.
But then Trump gave a prod,
And he rose to the top,
Now the boss in the DoJ is he.

There once was a man named Trump
Who said he would make it a jump
To his son’s wedding so grand
In the Bahamas’ warm sand
Let’s hope he doesn’t land with a thump.

There once were some folks seeking green cards,
But the process was just way too hard.
They had to leave the land,
And apply from the sand,
To fulfill their American dream, regards.

There once was a man named Owens,
Whose viewpoint was really quite warped,
He thought in a way,
That led him astray,
But in limericks his thoughts were adorned.

There once was a man, grumpy and bold
His voice, like thunder, harshly scold
“Who’s this!?” he’d yell
A cantankerous old shell
In his grumpiness, he’d surely uphold

There once was a host without shame,
Who didn’t say the president’s name.
For this one he’d skip,
His tongue wouldn’t slip,
And the audience thought it a strange game.