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There once was a man with a dream,
To replace a sculpture, it seems,
A 30-foot tribute,
To Washington, so astute,
In place of the current art scheme.

There once was a CEO so bold,
Who said going public was untold,
An ill-advised move,
The market would disapprove,
So the tech firm’s secret they hold.

There once was a man who misled,
Americans saw through what he said.
Jayapal called out the act,
Rep. Pramila’s just the fact,
In Washington, truth never fled.

There once was a judge named O’Toole
Who asked a strange question, so cruel
To air traffic control
And crane operator’s role
And nuclear courier as a rule.

Chief Brackney, with wisdom and grace,
Said, “Evidence must set the pace.
For Ms. Fortune’s sake,
Let truth be our stake,
In this justice-seeking race.”

There once was a woman who cried,
Her husband in terror had died,
She said with a tear,
To be friends they must clear,
The truth that they continued to hide.

There once was a host named Bret Baier
Who grilled a Texas Senate debater
With allegations galore
Right beside him he swore
To reveal the truth, no one could debate her

There once was a man named James Carville,
Whose reputation took a bad spill,
His co-host Hunt did declare,
That in the last 25 years,
No one’s fallen more, it’s quite a thrill.

There once was a man from the city,
Whose gesture was rather witty,
Giuliani was quite shocked,
At the welcome that he blocked,
For Mamdani, it wasn’t so pretty.

There once was a video and photos,
That captured life’s highs and its lows,
With memories to keep,
And treasures to reap,
In moments that forever will glow.