Chelsea Handler’s Wild Stephen Miller Sex Scenario Takes Darkest Of Turns
There once was a comic so bold
He went where no one had dared to behold
With a joke so risqué
It caused quite a dismay
But his wit was worth more than gold.
There once was a comic so bold
He went where no one had dared to behold
With a joke so risqué
It caused quite a dismay
But his wit was worth more than gold.
There once was a veep on the go
Campaigning for Roger, you know
In a race thought quite easy
For Republicans breezy
But the outcome was hard to foreknow
There once were two sons of Trump’s name,
Their words about dad weren’t the same,
One praised him with glee,
The other, not so free,
Their views on dear father, a game.
There once was a jump, so grand
It leaped across all the land
It was really, really large
A sight to surely barge
And left everyone in the sand
There once was a veep très deep,
His meta-analysis didn’t sleep,
Of the “genius” show he’d speak,
Sending a message unique,
Political theme he’d always keep.
There once was a comedian presenting,
Lead Actor in a Drama Series, relenting,
Though he took a while,
He brought on a smile,
And the crowd found his wit quite cementing.
There once was a man named Gates
Who warned of AI’s social fates
He said we must act
To avoid the impact
And prevent inequality’s rates
There once was a star from SVU
Who sang about TV screens too
Like Joan Jett she did rock
Her voice caused quite a shock
In a ditty that was fresh and new.
There once was a man with a plan,
To launch a new social span,
Nine years ago he bashed,
A report that had clashed,
With the truth about his golf club stand.
There once was a statue so tall
For Kirk it stood proud and enthralled
A tribute unveiled
On death’s one-year sailed
In memory the bronze did enthrall