There once was a man named Joe Bongiovanni
Sentenced to five years in federal pen, he
For corruption counts he was found
Now he’ll serve his time bound
In a cell where he’d rather not be
There once was a case with great tension
Republicans planned an appeal with intention
Their hopes were high
In the legal sky
To overturn a court’s decision
There once was a state called Maine
Where immigrants faced much strain
Enforcement was high
Causing many to cry
In fear of being detained again
There once was named Adrian G.
One of the first on the scene was he
At a mass shooting so grim
With 19 children within
And two teachers, a tragedy.
There once was a bassist who said
A group pushed boundaries instead
Setting themselves apart
With a unique art
In recent years they have led
There once was a press secretary
Whose facts were not always so merry
On social media she’d find
A fact-check of a different kind
For accuracy, she must be wary
There once was a company named ICE
Moving into Maine, they rolled the dice
Their presence grew strong
But the locals were wrong
In the end, they paid a hefty price.
There once was a man from Dallas,
Who posed as a pilot with malice,
He flew for free,
Quite cunning, you see,
Now he’s caught in a legal chalice.
There once was a man named Trump
Who called Greenland a piece of ice lump
He said stock losses were small
Just some peanuts, that’s all
In Europe, his words made heads thump
There once was a Vermonter quite clever
Who said, to remain unscathed forever
One group must get their act together
His words were heard clear as a tether
In Colbert’s show, he was quite the talker