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A data analyst from CNN
Found a poll that made quite a yen
For a democrat socialist’s win
Over Trump, his support grew thin
In elections, the socialists may ken

There once was a man named Fred Trump
Who felt he needed to jump
To speak out with might
When his uncle’s slight
Revived a ground zero lump

There once was a tragic lawsuit,
Blaming airline for causing a dispute,
The death of Yoel Rodriguez Naranjo,
Due to multiple failures, you know,
Pilots, lessors, all under pursuit.

There once was a lawyer named Clancy
Defending a client so fancy
He said with a shrug
“I’m open to a plug”
For a plea deal, he’d dance a quick jancy.

There once was an economist famed
Who predicted the issue unclaimed
Even if Trump makes peace
With Iran, it won’t cease
For Americans, the problem remained.

There once was a Premier named Eby
Who unveiled a sign in a cheeky display
In response to a trade war
From Trump, he did score
British Columbia had the final say

There once was a man named Trump
Who seemed to forget with a jump
But memories fade
Except for his trade
Of grabbing attention with a thump.

There once was a chair so outspoken,
Decried Trump’s monuments unbroken,
Without permissions they stand,
Said the chair, it’s not grand,
A legacy soon to be unspoken.

Only 34% trust election results,
Certifications causing some jolts,
The government’s word,
Not as often heard,
Down from 40%, the trust results.

There once was a councilwoman bold,
Who called out a farce, truth be told.
She urged New Yorkers to see,
Through the deceit and the spree,
Her message was clear, strong, and cold.