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There once was a defense secretary
Who sought positivity, if you please
He couldn’t quite tell
Which side some did dwell
In Trump’s realm, a puzzle to see

There once was a gal named Abby Phillip,
Who hit a columnist with quip
Straight from the Church,
In a verbal lurch,
Defending the veep with a zip.

Air traffic controllers were met
With cat noises and barking, you bet
They told pilots to cease
But the noise didn’t decrease
Unidentified, causing a pet fret

There once was a habit quite presidential,
The Wall Street Journal found it influential,
Readers took notice,
Of this presidential bonus,
Becoming quite societal.

A mix up of God and a movie,
Our leaders, oh what a groovy,
Suggesting God is behind them,
The muddle we’re in,
One person exclaimed, “oh so screwy!”

There once was a woman named Carlson,
Said, “Where do we end up with this? It’s appalling!”
She questioned quite loud,
In a worried cloud,
The answer to her query was daunting.

There once was a message so sly,
Said to be like a nail, oh my!
It revealed Trump’s true face,
In a way that we can’t erase,
A former lawmaker let out a sigh.

There once was a press secretary so wary,
Who made a claim that was quite contrary,
To the truth that was clear,
So the public could hear,
And called her out for being quite scary.

There once was a man with a clue,
Who said, “We’re on a short leash, it’s true.”
He tugged and he pulled,
But the leash wasn’t fooled,
And the man realized he was stuck like glue.

There once was a man named Trump
Who told the Iranians to jump
He said it’s not safe
To attend the tournament race
Now they won’t be able to thump