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Oil prices made a big jump one day,
When Iran struck the U.S. in dismay,
Embassy in Saudi was hit,
And it caused quite a bit of a fit,
Critical areas now in fray.

There once was a host named Last Word,
Who criticized Trump and his sword,
Declared his war illegal,
Indifference was regal,
In skewering words that struck chord.

There once was a Late Night host quite clear,
Who found something especially weird,
About the president’s call,
For a war that appalled,
No one asked for, it’s all rather queer.

There once was a group called VoteVets
Who delivered a “Call of Duty” text
Their message was clear
For all to hear
In the political game, they are set

There once was a president bold,
Who bragged about his ballroom of gold.
His taste in drapes he’d endorse,
At a somber occasion, of course,
His ego, a sight to behold.

There once was a host of renown
Who tore into the president’s crown
For dragging the nation
Into war, no justification
His critique was swift and profound

There once was a secretary of state
Whose concerns about treatment were great
By the panel Republican-led
Unfairness filled her with dread
Injustice she could not abate

There once was a late night host
Who suggested a military boast
Said the strike was distraction
Not a real threat to the nation
His words sparked quite a lively engrossed

There once was a host of the late night,
Who mocked Trump with all of his might,
For doing just what he had said,
Obama would do, it was spread,
In jest and in humor, not spite.

There once was a critic who’d stick
To asking “Where is the lie?”
He’d poke and he’d pry
But the truth would never go by
In search of the lie, he’d flick