Wall Street Journal Nails Donald Trump Over His Warning To Ukraine
There once was a paper that wailed,
About excuses that grandly failed,
The conservatives roared,
Their opinions poured,
In a limerick their disdain was nailed.
There once was a paper that wailed,
About excuses that grandly failed,
The conservatives roared,
Their opinions poured,
In a limerick their disdain was nailed.
There once was a man who would say
He despised windmills every day
Their blades made him cringe
And his anger would singe
For him, they were just in the way
There once was a company in dread
Supporting the investigation they said
They worked hard for the cause
Helping all who had flaws
To make things right, they pushed ahead.
There once was a dispute, as they say,
Over what the Gulf of Mexico should be called one day.
The news agency said no,
To Trump’s name, causing quite a show,
In the end, they went their own way.
There once was a president so grand,
On a flight back from Ireland’s green land.
He said with a smile,
“I want to make you happy for a while,”
In hopes to fulfill his demand.
AI-linked stocks took a dive
As leaders of big companies strive
To warn of the risks
From developments brisk
Their values did not survive
There once was a Swiss man named Mika,
Who faced a tough foe from Brazil, a real seeker.
But after his win,
He thanked him with a grin,
For inspiring him, what a unique speaker!
There once was a president seen,
With an item that shouldn’t have been,
Reportedly placed
Next to him, a disgrace,
At last year’s U.S. Open scene.
There once was a man named Aaron,
Who mentioned a Trump aide in error.
It made the administration grind,
Their gears in a bind,
Causing quite a political stir.
There once was a man named Coxon,
Who feared AI would soon be annexed,
A superintelligence he did dread,
Like summoning aliens, he said,
So he resigned with his concerns complex.