There once was a man named Rove,
Who warned the Republicans to not strove,
To center their campaigns on Trump,
Lest their chances take a thump,
In the midterm elections they drove.
There once was a son-in-law, bold,
Who flaunted his record, we’re told,
In negotiations quite grand,
For Russia and Ukraine’s land,
In defense, his story was sold.
There once was a prez with a boast,
Promoting a mortgage grandiose,
But the ad had a flaw,
No disclaimer at all,
Now the critics make noise and compose.
There once was a man named Alex Plitsas
Who criticized Steve Witkoff with sass
For thanking Putin in a silly faux pas
He said, “These stories are not a good cause”
A limerick about this he could pass
There once was a claim at a hearing,
Of abuse by a coach endearing.
But now it’s recanted,
The story is slanted,
The truth may be disappearing.
There once was a sharp-tongued man named Ben,
On TV, he argued again and again,
“Parks and Rec” star did exclaim,
His style was terribly plain,
Ben Shapiro, the talker, didn’t use a pen.
There once was a man named Doug Heye,
Who saw trouble in the GOP’s way,
In the 2026 midterms,
He spotted two squirms,
Republicans had a tough display.
There once was a woman, Ms. Greene,
Who mocked Trump’s wins, quite obscene.
She sarcastically snarked,
On social media barked,
But her words caused quite a scene.
Top leaders from the state slammed
The president for his latest renaming plan
They called it absurd
And quite disturbed
Their criticism was clearly jammed
There once was a president, so bold,
Who claimed at ground zero he strolled.
But the evidence lacked,
And the critics attacked,
Proving his story was just told.