There once was a judge named Tim Kelly,
Who found revocation to be quite smelly.
The journalists’ rights had been breached,
Their due process rights impeached,
In the White House, things got quite upswelly.
There once was a farmer in crisis,
Whose fuel bill had spiked to great prices,
He spoke out with distress,
As his funds grew much less,
In the national farm crisis he rises.
There once was a man from a suburb,
Bloodied and injured, a disturbing blur,
In an encounter with the law,
Left with wounds and sore,
In Chicago where things occurred.
There once was a star and director
Whose film was a family protector
They discussed flight and forgiveness
And how kids see love in its fullness
In a drama that was a perfect reflector
There once was a lady on Fox,
Her comments caused quite a shock,
Interview was softball,
But one comment, a curveball,
In limericks, we love to talk.
There once was a president named Trump
Whose base began to feel a slight bump
As support for Iran war did sway
With gas prices rising each day
And U.S. troops in harm’s way they did jump.
There once was a woman named Tasia,
Found hanging from a tree, what a major,
An arrest warrant’s out,
For a third person, no doubt,
Behind a vacant house, such a danger.
There once was a senator named Curtis
Who wanted to subpoena with purpose
Trump’s son for his dealing
With Kremlin ties revealing
Support for this move is now surplus
There once was a wide receiver so bold,
His attorney said he’d take the plea, I’m told.
For attempted murder, a deal to accept,
In Miami, his freedom he kept,
No prison time for this story of old.
There once was a party from New Hampshire,
Uncertified by the national campaign,
Their hopes were dashed,
As the decision was passed,
Their future seemed to be in vain.