Here We Go Again: Trump Attacks Female Reporter Instead Of Answering The Question
There once was a president so sly,
Who sneered at a journalist nearby.
He played up to the crowd,
In a restaurant proud,
In Iowa where his lies did fly.
There once was a president so sly,
Who sneered at a journalist nearby.
He played up to the crowd,
In a restaurant proud,
In Iowa where his lies did fly.
There once was a host of Late Show,
Who caught an awkward moment, oh no!
The president did address
His health, with some duress,
In an interview that was quite a blow.
There once was a president, wise,
Who lost confidence, to his surprise,
In the Border Patrol chief,
A clear sign of belief,
That changes were needed in their guise.
There once was a magazine, conservative,
Whose editorial was quite assertive,
They called the senior chap
Incompetent, a mishap,
The most useless lieutenant, they served.
There once was a rock legend so bold,
Whose music was pure gold,
He didn’t hold back,
With his powerful track,
His talent left fans quite sold.
There once was a host named Cari,
Who spoke out about a scary,
Murder that occurred,
Not a scrum, she inferred,
In Naked Sports she did not tarry.
There once was a man on Air Force One,
Who decided to mummify and have some fun,
With bandages tight,
He flew out of sight,
In his quest for pharaoh status he’d won.
There once was a mayor named Sala
Who said ICE would not be welcome in his gala
In Milan they’ll host
Ice sports, Sala boasts
No ICE here, he did holler and holla
There once was a president, bold and brash,
Who didn’t exactly flatter with his brash lash.
He offered blunt words, no hesitation,
Explaining his top officials’ situation,
In a manner that left many feeling the gnash.
There once was a podcaster wife,
Who led a deeply divisive life,
American principles she deemed,
As part of a “woke” scheme,
Causing nothing but political strife.