There once was a man in a storm,

There once was a man in a storm,
Who should have shown kindness as norm.
But he scoffed at D.E.I.,
Let good judgment fly,
And strayed far from decent reform.

In office just days, Trump’s begun,

In office just days, Trump’s begun,
Promised much, but delivered on none.
From tariffs to walls,
His agenda now stalls,
Leaving many surprised and undone.

There once was a man, frail and gray,

There once was a man, frail and gray,
Who feared what his own folks might say.
A snowflake’s mere fall,
Had him fleeing the hall,
As his boldness dissolved clean away.

A sinkhole, so sudden and wide,

A sinkhole, so sudden and wide,
Swallowed the field from the side.
On a limestone mine built,
The ground felt no guilt,
Leaving players with nowhere to slide.

In Missouri, a lake’s gone amiss,

In Missouri, a lake’s gone amiss,
An alligator’s causing such bliss.
Residents, take heed,
Stay away, don’t you plead,
From this reptile, give it a miss!

In Connecticut, trouble did loom,

In Connecticut, trouble did loom,
A manure truck met with its doom.
Homes and yards, what a sight,
Covered fully in blight,
In a smelly, feces-filled gloom.

A gamer from Jersey took flight,

A gamer from Jersey took flight,
To Florida, seething with spite.
In a smelly display,
He flew all the way,
For an unwashed dispute-fueled fight.

To the city of fish they all haste,

To the city of fish they all haste,
For a cure they believe isn’t waste.
With fish down the throat,
They cherish the hope,
Asthma’s grip might soon be erased.

Cicada fans gather with glee,

Cicada fans gather with glee,
To feast on their finds from the tree.
They craft with the shells,
And in kitchens, they dwell,
Turning bugs into art and a tea.