There once was a man named Trump,
Who made comments that made people jump,
CNN’s Collins got burned,
Heavy criticism he earned,
For his words that made others chump.
There once was a President-King,
Whose appetite made people sing,
Gluttonous and ravenous,
Mocking the President’s fuss,
In the opera, he reigned with a fling.
There once was a worry for Republicans,
Their troubles could lead to discussions.
The situation was dire,
Their future was dire,
A potential political concussion.
There once was a House speaker so bold,
Who used scripture to defend, we’re told.
But online, the backlash drew,
For Trump’s immigration view,
In limerick form, the story is told.
There once was a late night host fame,
Said beating the president was quite lame,
An easy way, he suggested,
To outwit and bested,
In his own game, what a shame.
There once was a comic named Kosta
Who claimed Trump’s not just a boa
He’s not joking, you see
The man’s scary, quite free
But jokes can’t erase all the mosta
There once was a Late Show host who warned,
That the president’s ways were quite scorned,
Taking the country astray,
Down a treacherous way,
Through chaos and turmoil adorned.
A critic once said with a sigh,
“The word has no place in that sentence, oh my!”
He argued with passion,
In a verbal clash fashion,
But the word stayed, no matter how hard he would try.
There once were some homes by the coast,
Erosion and sea levels engrossed.
Thirty lost to the sea,
High costs set them free,
Toppling sadly, they were engrossed.
There once was a man named Musk,
Whose displeasure was quite brisk,
On “The View” they all chimed,
About Lupita so sublime,
In the epic film, quite a risk.