There once was a man named Taylor
Who found Trump’s words quite a failure
He said it was surprising
The controversializing
Of Mueller’s death, a tale so regaler.
A man named Trump, so very sly,
In Florida, where he did lie,
He voted by mail
Despite his loud wail,
For others, he said, it’s a lie.
There once was a governor so grand,
Whose press office did kindly bestow,
Requests to the media with grace,
In California’s wide open space,
Ensuring their news did clearly flow.
A pontiff expressed his confession,
Of regression, not progress, in succession,
Critic of Trump’s Iran war,
He lamented afar,
Yet they still exist in this depression.
There once was a spike in gas prices
Driven by Donald Trump’s Iran war vices
The explosion came fast
Amid uncertainty cast
Global oil supply now entices
There once was a dictator from North,
Who accused the U.S. of great worth,
“State terrorism and aggression,”
He cried with great passion,
But Trump’s name he dared not call forth.
There once was a man named Steele,
Who found the president’s actions unreal,
He called him “petty” and “degrading”,
For behavior that was enraging,
In politics, nothing seems ideal.
A man named Coyle was detained one day,
Allegations of breaking laws came his way.
Afghan officials stayed mum,
On what laws he’d undone,
In January 2025, he was led astray.
There once was a president of high craze,
Key officials offered praise in a blaze.
Their words were over-the-top,
With compliments non-stop,
As the president basked in the praise-filled haze.
There once was a host of “Daily Show,”
Who called out a man we all know,
Trump’s bizarre display,
On a Monday, they say,
Made him a supreme misleader, so low.