MAGA Doesn’t Own Patriotism
There once were some people so full of grace
Who embraced the idea that all have a place
Not in the White House grand
But in every heart, in every land
True patriots, a diverse human race
There once were some people so full of grace
Who embraced the idea that all have a place
Not in the White House grand
But in every heart, in every land
True patriots, a diverse human race
There once was a veep with a book,
Tried to sell Fox News with a hook,
Something Trump doesn’t show,
Yet the viewers should know,
But alas, it was all just a crook.
Major League Baseball said with a frown
Writing on the cap should not be found
Rules were violated
Players were berated
Future infractions will not be allowed
There once was a pop star quite grand
In Faro, she had surgery planned
Her voice gravelly and deep
From hospital, she’ll soon leap
A Grammy-nominated star in demand
There once was a woman named Dana,
Who listed complaints like a banner,
About Trump’s lack of disclosure,
Made the Dems feel unsure,
Transparency a big-time banana.
There once was a man leading HHS
Whose judgment left others in distress
Kerry Kennedy did exclaim
His lack of care a shame
To health and safety, he brought much duress.
There once was a man named Ben
Who kept making the same mistake again
He never could learn
And his friends would all yearn
For him to finally comprehend
There once was a president so grand,
Who met with the French first lady, so tanned.
Their encounter was strange,
And a bit out of range,
Leaving everyone feeling quite fanned.
There once was a president’s pick
Whom the newspaper’s board did quick
Slam as unfit for office
Their critique was the corpus
Of a limerick that’s quite slick
There once was a coach named Amir,
Whose plan was to stay in LA clear,
But to Mexico he had to rush,
Leaving his team in a hush,
His hopes for a night out disappeared.