There once was a man named Trump, so bold,
Who banned CNN, MS NOW, and Politico, we’re told.
They all decided to sue,
For their right to pursue,
Reporting the news as they’re old.
There once was a man named Weinstein,
In prison, he’s already been,
His case cycled ’round,
Through the justice ground,
For six years, he’s not been seen.
There once was a pilot so bold
Declared before his last flight he’d unfold
With full afterburner
He’d be a fast earner
A hero in stories retold
There once was a president quite dense,
His geography skills made no sense.
Critics schooled him with glee,
Sitting next to Burnham, you see,
His ignorance left them all tense.
There once was a judge who did write,
That prisons with no AC weren’t right,
Inmates were punished, he said,
Their rights were left dead,
In hot cells they suffered their plight.
Most voters in Utah cast ballots by mail,
Nationwide, nearly a third do avail.
With its convenience and ease,
It’s a method that will please,
For democracy, it’s a good trail.
There once was a case captivating,
The FBI’s team was investigating,
With press office in tow,
They worked to and fro,
To uncover what was fascinating.
There once was a man named Trump,
Who built a ballroom with a thump,
A drone port on the roof,
To defend with a goof,
His White House, he thought it was stump.
There once was an old president, true,
Who didn’t notice his secretary, who knew.
His mind was quite hazy,
At the age of eighty,
Forgetting his state was overdue.
There once was a network, conservative,
Claimed the VP’s goal was not superlative,
Energizing GOP,
Before midterms, you see,
But the news they found was uncreative.