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There once was a lady who said
That abuse was far too widespread
Horrific and vile
Yet it’s still in style
Oh, the sadness and pain in her head

Researchers found mummies, quite a sight,
In a dig near the city of Arar so bright,
Seven mummies were revealed,
And bones of cheetahs concealed,
A discovery bringing history to light.

There once was a secretary named Noem
Who said ICE was right, not wrong
But critics did scoff
Said the claims were off
In taking kids from where they belong

There once was a man named Trump
Who threatened to make a big jump
Using troops as a threat
Amidst protests and fret
Minneapolis in turmoil, a bump

There once was a troop movement grand,
To show Europe united and planned.
They hoped it would send,
A message to Trump’s end,
NATO’s strength in defense firmly stand.

There once was a doctor named Oz,
Who said the president’s T levels were a bit above cause,
He claimed with some zeal,
That it was quite unreal,
For a man over 70, it gave him pause.

There once was a grad from Columbia
Facing threat of deportation, oh what a dilemma
With each passing day
Her future seemed grey
Will she find the way out of this dilemma?

There once was a podcaster who said
He could see Trump’s move with no dread
Sending agents to Minnesota
He saw both sides, on that sofa
But listeners cried out with great dread

There once was a man who did state
“Keep using those two words that berate”
He urged the Dems with a grin
To throw shade and to spin
Against the president they should create.

There once was a MS NOW anchor,
Who needled the president, quite a prankster,
Over one insecurity,
Causing quite a disparity,
In a limerick, we find the banter.